Soft as the Moon is Blue
I need not look up to see the moon
So blue
Its gently beams drawing me up and near
So bright
When I know I will have comfort soon
So benign
In the arms of the one I hold dear
So beloved
New-age poetry for the odd at heart now with Short Stories
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