Silver moonlight illuminates
small garden plots and vast estates.
It does not differentiate.
Between the low born and the high.
The gentle ruler of the sky
treats all her children equally.
The goddess demonstrates her care
Each one receives their rightful share.
She has enough and love to spare..
I have to read by candle light
on nights when there is no moonlight.
Though not tonight the moon is bright.
Moonlight is absolutely free
and it is bright enough to see.
To read or write my poetry.
I hear you say that’s nothing new.
You often write by moonlight too.
Perhaps because most poets do.
27/07/2009
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ivor you have continued to write poems for me. You are really very kind indeed, I must have missed a few whilst they were being chased down the poem list! ! ! ! ! Many, many thanks for this one I loved it. You are a great writer. I applaud you. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX