Once a month,
The moon decides to hide.
But when she goes away,
She always forgets to say goodbye.
That's because she knows,
No matter where she goes,
She'll never be gone long,
And she promises to come home.
(BP)
The Moon.
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Poems
PoetryThis is a poetry book made from people who request to put their own poems in here to any poem I find online. It is made for people to share and express their thoughts and emotions. *NONE OF THESE POEMS BELONG TO ME* (REQUESTS ARE CLOSE)
