The Moon Poem by Averiana Mychelle
The Moon
It is my friend. It holds my hand, when I am scared. It helps me sleep when I am restless. It is my light, my knight in shinning armor. It holds me when I feel like crying. It puts my heart back together when it has been broken. It protects my soul by keeping it from danger. I can tell it everything and not feel embarrassed. It walks me home when no one else does. My friend is...... The Moon......
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