Sep 17, 2019
Morning moon
gone too soon from our sight.
Really bright, through the night
as we rest.
Fading Oh! so slowly.
A reflection in the lake still.
The rising sun is sending you back
to be unseen against your will.
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Writing on Medium since 2018. Writer for Crow’s Feet, Family and Children, Illumination, About Me and others.I write about a myriad of subjects with you in mind
