How the moon was slowly kissing at the stars
that danced around the in the September skies,
what I felt last night, watching it all-
I could not find words to express this art.
-Judy Emery © 1983 The QueenOf Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery
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MEMORIES
PoesieMemories are things that come to me in happiness or sadness of sorrows, so I made poetry. Old memories you will always be a very big part of me.
