new moon,
hidden moon,
full moon not seen…
the night,
You left just out of sight
under the stars gleam…
While here
You hid your tears
Under a southern moon beam…
always in your heart
You danced from the start
a full moon, only you had seen.
Creative Writings by published poet Christine McNeill-Matteson
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new moon,
hidden moon,
full moon not seen…
the night,
You left just out of sight
under the stars gleam…
While here
You hid your tears
Under a southern moon beam…
always in your heart
You danced from the start
a full moon, only you had seen.
