Moonlight Stroll Poem by Jason Summers

Moonlight Stroll



On a cool summers evening when the air is sweet,
There's nothing better than a brisk walk on the sidewalk street.
As you look to the glimmering stars in the sky,
You begin to cry.
Not for the sweetness
Not for happines.
But, for things that are still to life.
The beauty of feeling,
The essence of soul,
You will always remember our moonlight stroll.

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