Moths Poem by Phil Soar

Moths



Moths appear at night and start their flight and aim toward a light
Fixated by the brightness they look dazed
But if you knew what they do, until morning peeps through
I am sure that you would be amazed

They might hide in your clothes, if they got in your home
So keep all your windows closed tight
That would keep them out there, in the warm sultry air
Flying in darkness all night

Friday, September 11, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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