The Moon Poem by Sheri Green
The Moon
A milk-white jewel in
The crown of the sky
Settling upon night's brow
As the dark draws nigh
Her silvery light
Cast without a sound
In a gossamer mantle
Over the dormant ground
She rides the winds
Of the stygian night
A noble lady proud
In her veil of white
Quietly reigning over
The slumbering land
In endless chase with the Sun
Across the Heavens grand
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