Red Moon Poem by Trenton Moody
Red Moon
The sky is blue
The grass is green
The sun shines bright
Upon the world we see
A field of flowers
With birds all around
They all sing a song
It’s a beautiful sound
But then I see
Way out at the horizon
Sky’s turning black
And there’s red moon risin’
Flowers begin to wilt
The birds are no longer singin
Black rain starts pouring
The end of the world we're seein
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