it beez sneakin up
win dah son go dawn, …
an own sum nightz, …..
it ain’t bright, ….
but on sum nightz,
it glows,
an what once was dark,
now shines like silver in the moon light…
but you bettah looks close, ..
an you bettah thinks twice, ….
dah sun can shines…
rites threw dah clods, ..
airyday, …..
kaint say dat bout moonlight
© copyright April 2008 Stop & Think Poetry®
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