Saturday Evening Poem by Rick Elpers
Saturday Evening
Golden harvest moon
Shine over my mountain
Still caught in the suns glow
Grassy hills orange dappled
Oak trees sing with a million
Crickets and barking dogs
Cool and warm the autumn
Night grows upon me alone
Finding the still air comforting
Intoxicating such as the memories
Long past of a love gone away
The things dreams are made of
A beautiful moon a beautiful woman
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4/24/2024 9:14:26 PM # 1.0.0.1119
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