The Walking Moon Poem by Harold R Hunt Sr
The Walking Moon
The walking moon
Two lovers join hands in the early evening to go walking.
They walked a round the pond that was still.
You could look at the moon start to shine.
As the walk they kiss one time And looked to the sky
The moon was bright and cloud blew by
And it looked as if the moon had winked.
As they walked along they said to each other
This is our walking moon
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