Hush child.The moon soon will rise
And with its glow
A milky path will
Lead you toward home.
Don't cry.
The grass along the path
Will hold your tears
Until you need them
For another moonless time.
Sleep now.
Let the soft moonglow
Enfold your tender body
In an easy caress
As you dream of love.
Dream sweetly.
See in your mind
The best that comes
When you awake
And the moon sails on its way.
Just beautiful. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteVery serene, the peom a perfect compliment to your picture.
ReplyDeletei'm relaxed :)
ReplyDeleteJust beautiful.. the poetry and the photo. (and the word verification is "rests")
ReplyDeleteWho wrote this? It's so sweet and gentle. Is it a lullaby?
ReplyDeleteThe photo is lovely too.
Friko, I wrote it. It is kind of simple, but what I loke about blogging is everyone gets a chance to try stuff.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful. Like Barry shared it is a relaxing poem. The image reminds me of the moon shining through the woods that was so bright last night at Woodhaven.
ReplyDeleteYou are one talented lady!!
nice, tabor!
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful Tabor. Both the poem and the picture. :)
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