Cherie Mort


I Gave My Sister The Moon - Poem by Cherie Mort

I roll the red, rounded object in my hand
And give it to my sister
She pulls off the red wax and reveals the milky white cake underneath
I draw the dark blue curtains sprinkled with gold stars
And hang up the flattened wheel among them

As we lie down on the grass and look upon the heavens
We admire the celestial ornaments created with our gifts
My sister gave me the world
And I gave my sister the moon

Topic(s) of this poem: creation, moon, world


Comments about I Gave My Sister The Moon by Cherie Mort

  • Leah Ross (4/11/2016 4:44:00 PM)


    Very well written love it (Report) Reply

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  • Cherie Mort (3/21/2016 8:44:00 PM)


    this song goes great with this poem. I recommend listening to it while reading this poem.
    https: //www.youtube.com/watch? v=88ap-y2Fcv0
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  • Dr.tony Brahmin (11/21/2015 2:22:00 PM)


    As we lie down on the grass and look upon the heavens
    We admire the celestial ornaments created with our gifts
    My sister gave me the world
    And I gave my sister the moon, .. very good poem. togetherness when we share eachother the little joys of life in love, that matters a lot. thank you dear Poetess. tony
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 24, 2015



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