I hold the moon in my hand,
Just as he once held my heart.
Those quiet nights we sat out here,
The thoughts now tear me apart.
Now the moon lights my way
Like a crystal flashlight.
It would never leave me
Lost in the night.
I'll always have its light,
It's sweet glow from the sky.
I'll always have a friend
That won't ever say goodbye.
A contest entry
- when the moon make thoughts warm... by estbelle.
1000 points, ended June 5, 11 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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This was excellent.
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I just sighed on this...sad and beautiful
Thank you so much for sharing your talent
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Yes, the moon is always there, no matter what...
Lovely thoughts
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