NightA Poem by BabetteNight, The rich blues and purples And the shawdows that cover the ground. The stary skies with endless light And the glorious moon. The moon that watches over night, And keeps a watch on every lover. And guides the tired home to their lovers.
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1 Review Added on July 24, 2009 AuthorBabetteNEAboutHi! my name is Babette (buh-bet). I live in the places i create and not where i am forced to. i have two cats and a dog i love. I love writing. It is a beautiful way to connect people of all kinds. i .. more..Writing
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