I was pointing the moon out just the other night
saw my finger instead and i wondered which was right
cause its looking that way
and not the other looking back
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Seven breezes brought me butterflies They could not bring your scent along Exquisite! ! ! Curtis Beautiful zen poem
wow! With its rhythm sounds like a French Rondeau in Alexandrine. I'll add this to my favourite poems' list. Bowled over by it and Norah's comments, I second.
thanks Tom. There is a certain creative satisfaction that comes from working in rhyme. Like all my rhymed efforts, this one was put to music.