![]() To The MoonA Poem by Eliza-BethCan You Hear It The Moon Is Calling, Calling Ever So Softly. And While He Calls He Sings His Song, That Put The Stars To Sleep. He Will Sing His Song, Untill Every Star Blinks Out, Finnaly The Moon Says His Goodnights, And Melts From The Sky. Only To Welcome Another Night.
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1 Review Added on April 12, 2009 Last Updated on April 13, 2009 Author![]() Eliza-BethFenton, MIAboutI Am Me. Read My Poetry To Get To Know How I Work Or Don't Truly It Is Your Choice Now Isn't It. =] more..Writing
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