19 March 2015

By the Light of the Moon

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

Copyright © 2015 by Patrick B Vince
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