Moon Waltz Poem by Helen Crutchett

Moon Waltz

Rating: 5.0

The night is young
The moon waning soon,
No time to lose, the band is playing
Our favourite Strauss tune.
The lights are low, spirits high
Heartbeats quicken to a waiting sky
Now we fly!

Helen Crutchett

Wednesday, July 10, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: moon,night
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