As the night grows
Each wind blows chillier
While the moon dances across the night sky
The air is filled with blossoms of hope and sprinkled with sweet scents.
The evening grass is cold against my skin
Soft and slightly ticklish too.
And as the night grows darker, colder, stiller
Each star peaks through the blinding moonlight.
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Shades Of Earth [ Book Two Of The Shades Series]
PoetryPoetry is the art of expression. Mother nature is enchanted and exotic but sometimes we forget her, user her, and unappreciate her. These poems are about nature, the earth, and everything that is around us.
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