Enchanting thought
this rising moon,
your silver trail
ends too soon,
until you resurface
and light my way,
every night
into each day.
© Brenda Aksionov 2014
Enchanting thought
this rising moon,
your silver trail
ends too soon,
until you resurface
and light my way,
every night
into each day.
© Brenda Aksionov 2014
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