Moonlight Through Blossoming Trees Poem by Evelyn Judy Buehler

Moonlight Through Blossoming Trees



Upon my chaise in moonlight breeze,
I hear sweet music from the trees,
Fragrant petals are wafting down,
With milky moonlight to the ground.

The night is replete with beauty,
Elegant trees whisper softly,
News of gently coming midnight,
But I'm lost in silver limelight!

Moonlight Through Blossoming Trees
Thursday, July 30, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: flowers,moon,music,night,trees
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