Beneath the Moonlight On the clouds of soundI drift into the nightthe sun takes its bowand fades into twilight Can I whisper to the windreveal my deepest secretsand dance beneath the moonlightwith you, my love… The lake is thrumminga bangarang of songthe crickets and the frogsthey frolic all night long Can I catch a shootingContinue reading “Beneath the Moonlight”
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Colleen Keller Breuning 