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Morning Moon

 

Just a sliver of a moon
like an earring in the sky
hung up there
by a passing God
who thought
it would look pretty
a poem pinned up there
upon the page of
the morning sky
reminding people
of his light
and goodness.
 

 

◄ Short Poem

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Comments

Nicola Beckett

Wed 5th May 2021 17:01

I like this xx

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