MOON

Slowly, steadily she came up high,
Ensconcing behind the cloudy sky,
On the green grass meadow as I lie,
I smiled imagining that she felt shy.

Thousands of stars winked her way,
From behind the clouds she did sway,
With her, the clouds loved to play,
Sullied her in shades of gray.

She glimmered all through the night,
Looking like a ball so pure in white,
Along with the stars she gives light,
She is nature’s midnight delight!

Reviews

[deeps]

Simply astounding!
Your flow is wonderful, love the rhyme scheme.

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your rhyme and meter..is lovely..flows perfectly and the imagery of the moon is captured well ..nice poem