When the moon will be one full and bright, so many sparkle of stars uprunning throughout the darkly skies on earth, the Pollyana greenish grass nice and clean, youthful trees were tall enough, couple of attachment navy blue bench, antique light post lid up in sundial delight fire, re-crave soundwaves calmly smooth Riverside waters acclaim to fall, till that night awaits forever and ever, two American eyes were soft, fasten wind came from the heart and soul combine thee, lovebirds crawl together-like tale begins, till that night with echo words and lines deepened voice connect shall be
Written by
Michael James
Brindley
4-17-25
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