The setting sun
finally goes out
and from the east a
light does sprout
the moonrise
Illuminating
everything
inspiring the songs
I sing
in moonlight
Caught in a spell,
hearts romancing
toe tapping and
gaily dancing
by moonbeam
No red, orange,
yellow, blue, green
a spectacle that
few have seen
a moonbow
As the day did end
so does night
into the west as
east bears light
the moonset
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© 2015 by Patrick B Vince
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