THE HOPEFUL MOON


In the night sky of dark blue

The moon shines with speckles of blue

Upon the world a lovely glossy eye

Sees the bare winter trees with a sigh

Glances at the brown withered grass, now sprinkled with dew

Sad for the black birds shivering, so very few

Sees how the helpless trees are

Getting a beating

By the harsh cold winds, strongly blowing

With eyes of hope the moon knows

Better days are coming

Soon! So very soon

Spring will be coming...



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