The Blue Agate Moon Poem by Bill Cosby

The Blue Agate Moon



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
move fast.

Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: clouds
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Fiona Davidson 20 January 2009

Simply beautiful poetry...thank you for this...

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