The Blue Agate Moon - Poem by Bill Cosby
The sky was midnight Blue above.
The moon shone bright and full.
Just like the shadows over our love
the clouds seemed to cover it dull.
But the white light from above
a reflection of our love, broke
through clouds that seemed to
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