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A Moonlit Night

A Moonlit Night

The moonlit night offers a beautiful sight.

Sitting near the window frame I discovered its beauty.

Sometimes the jealous gray clouds cover its light.

How amazingly it changes its shape every night.

When you look closer it’s covered with gray, and lots of gaps.

But on the black sky it’s sometimes big or small twinkling white.

The sparkling stars are always neighboring its night.

I can’t take my eyes off of its surprising gardening sky.

Every night it fills my mind with a great delight.

Brining smile on everything around its sight,

Is what I discovered.

Sitting on the fluffy clouds on the blue-gray sky is the moonlight night . 

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WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

Good write, thanks for sharing, my applause, my vote

Sometimes the jealous gray clouds cover its light.

How amazingly it changes its shape every night.

When you look closer it’s covered with gray, and lots of gaps.

But on the black sky it’s sometimes big or small twinkling white.

Regards & Love

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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Kimmy Alan

I've come to the conclusion humanity can be divided between children of the sun and those of the moon.  I myself would rather skinny dip in the moonlight then ever sunbath in the nude.

Keep the moon beams beaming.

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