Saturday, September 29, 2012

Harvest Moon...

The harvest moon began to rise
Tonight at six oh five.

With camera in hand,
My feet in the sand,
I walked on the beach in vain.
The moon was hidden by the rain.

The morning sun will soon to rise
Behind the clouds at six thirty five.

I stretch and yawn,
I won't last till dawn.
The harvest moon will set
Another chance I will get.

The full moon will again be mine
Tonight at six thirty nine.

1 comment:

  1. Truly beautiful. There is something about the moon... Beautiful in all her phases.


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