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I See The Moon
At dusk I walk in my garden
I see the moon
The Heaven's appear to be dancing
The air is so very clear
I sing a song to the beauty of the night
If only I could hold someone tight
The moon looks pink and the stars are as white as snow
I hope this somebody I am holding does not let me go
I hear an orchestra playing somewhere in the night
They seem so close. I start to dance to the music
I see a man in the light of the candles
I close my eyes, when they open
He is holding me close, for a dance for two
I see the moon smiling and the world is new
It was meant to happen in a garden for me and you.
© Linda Ann Henry
Do you remember me?
The people's poet