Moon Child Poem by John Thorkild Ellison
Moon Child
Rating: ★2.8
You walk alone,
Your clothes are made of saffron
And your face of stone,
With sadness in your eyes,
Your face as pale as shooting stars
When daylight dies,
Gentle in anguish.
Monday, September 26, 2005
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4/23/2024 10:55:46 PM # 1.0.0.1119
John, this poem is sad and lovely... It makes me think of a refugee child or one in the midst of the worst. An affecting poem indeed.