The Moon Poem by Jessica lee Workman
The Moon
every time i see the moon i smile and just like when i was a kid i still think the moon is following me in the car and i will admit it but whenever i can't see the moon at night, i die a little inside
Jessica Lee Workman
I smile when seeing the moon too, I like to think he's something of a minder looking down and protecting us. I think it might be an idea (as this is quite a short poem) to break the sentences up. This is a nice poem and it would sound and read differently to the reader. What do you think? :)
If you tried making it a bit rhyming that would sound better YET I really like it since I have my own little obsession on the moon :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/21/2024 10:44:57 AM # 1.0.0.1119
An exquisite piece of poetry….a smart attempt and extraordinary effort, thank you for sharing.