Hiding Moon Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Hiding Moon
Half a moon hiding quietly in the sky, timidly peeking out
at earth's nighttime dream.
Quietly thinking of the new day's birth, counting the few
hours until it's hour has come.
Looking out over the vast universe, it's hard to imagine
anything being seen throughout the whole world.
And yet, the moon is seen by everyone who looks up during
the night to God's heavens, hanging over us.
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