Have you ever seen the irridescence of a moonbeam?
Or noticed the translucence of the clouds?
Heard the melancholic lament of the nightingale?
Or felt the softness of a moth's silver shrouds?
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Counted books on the bookshelf Checked if they were even or odd Spoke to my late father And had conversations with God Checked my poems on poemhunter Hoping for an interesting comment Done many a crazy thing None of which I lament! GS
love this poem, i have had many 3am debates with my cat so i can really relate XD
An interesting write you've got here