glowing with charm on a beautiful night
silver light streams from the waning cresent
as the stars dance around her
celebrating her splender
elegantly she hangs in the sky
entrancing all who gaze upward
she seems to call out
"come play in my moonbeams,
be cleansed by my silver glow"
she beckons so sweetly
we happily respond
we sit in the moonlight
so romantic and soothing
till morning is upon us
she fades away slowly
And with a final whisper she vows
"I will return anew my children"
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Very Good
she seems to call out
"come play in my moonbeams,
be cleansed by my silver glow"
she beckons so sweetly
we happily respond
Quite charming
Like the end
Rick
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ooops
sorry I missed this before... "cresent" in line two... missing a "c" -
line 16... methinks that the word
"finally" should be changed to "final"
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