Deborah Ann Baker
Reflections Of Midnight Blue - Poem by Deborah Ann Baker
The enchantress begins her ascent
upon a backdrop of midnight blue.
Stars gather as if her children
to attend a bedtime story.
She reached out and rises higher
to met her reflection.
As a father shines upon it's child
And the child reflects it's father's love
As I gaze upon the face within the moon
I realize, it is mine.
So, I sit upon a lush green field
with scents of chamomile and sweet jasmine
Drinking moon beams and
Reflections of Midnight Blue
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