Alan L. Winters
LUNA
Luna, you peek above the tops of trees.
Not here nor there yet somewhere in between,
Trickling through the summer leaves
With a single silver beam.
©Copyright August 7, 2004 by Alan L. Winters
Luna, you peek above the tops of trees.
Not here nor there yet somewhere in between,
Trickling through the summer leaves
With a single silver beam.
©Copyright August 7, 2004 by Alan L. Winters