Starlights
Day ends and sun is gone.
A silver moon begins to swell
and glides among the stars,
circling round in nightly carousel.
The night is quiet, dark, and shadowed.
Mother Moon has many tales to tell
till bitty drowsy starlights slumber,
and dreaming, slumber soft as well.
Restless stars will jump and stray.
I watched a starlight as it fell
and slipping, rested on the Earth.
I wonder where the starlights dwell.
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Achievement Hunter - Poets Pub 2021 Summer Challenge
PoetryWelcome to our 2021 Achievement Hunter Challenge. This is a brand new challenge here at the Poets Pub and it will be running through the summer, June 1st through August 31. We will be posting at least 27 different "achievements" each month and eac...
