The Moon sits high in the sky.
A Queen in rotation with her King.
She sits on her throne,
Watching over her kingdom,
Casting shadows across the world.
A mother giving life
To those creatures of the dark.
She creates the best hiding places,
Giving home to every secret you need hidden.
-J.M.
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PoetryThis will be a collection of poems that I have written. everything is subject to editing. Thanks for the read. Enjoy.
