![]() stargazing on the dead grassA Poem by krystle![]() I've had a strange fascination with the moon since I was a kid, the title of this poem simply means the night sky will stay beautiful and alive for eternity, even while this earth is dying.![]()
There is a peace I get
from the moon that makes me linger on to it's unreachable craters and it's soldiered stars And I know some say 'there is no life on the moon' but oh dear how wrong you are. The moon itself is one, big, luminous life. that supplies so much wonder to mine.
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StatsAuthor![]() krystlecoconutcreek, FLAboutThis world excites me. I like being around people with genuine personalities and happy spirits. I'm made of coffee and love Jesus. now that the basics are out of the way, I'm also a walking contradic.. more..Writing
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