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Harvest moon

Photo by Krzysztof Niewolny on Unsplash

 

Soft and steady rhythm of a baby
breathing
her gaze tells you all you need to know
her footsteps tender as the snow
the pitter-patter blast of snow upon a window.

Considering all that we do not know
or understand, we stand together, hand-in-hand,
me supporting she, she supporting me,
under this beautiful harvest moon.

◄ The snow moon

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victoriavautaw@gmail.com

Fri 26th Feb 2021 02:14

Beautiful poem with perfect song!

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