THE HOPEFUL MOONIn 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... Menu *New*Reminisce (Third Day) by Kimberly Angela Harris The Hopeful Moon Days Are Beautiful When African Violets The Stolen Night The Tree Knows What Spring Does Main Page
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