A faint shadow, a round lantern.
A distant sphere, posing in the sky.
As Darkness covers us in her veil,
Lights out, and good night.
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Under the moonlight we can indulge in reflective mood, its when we realized how wonderful life is!
A nice poem. 'She thinks of her dogs, snuggled in bed. Her parents, discoursing downstairs. Her brother, snoring gently next door, And the moon; her nighttime companion. Liked it.
wonderful poem indeed..though you are not that old but your writing is mature..too good: -)
Your dear companion is moon and it's a nice tribute to her, mature writing as compare to your age