The Moon Of Myths

Poem By unknown to mind

the ruby red in
the crystally white in

as the winds blow across the night time skies
the moon becomes shurrded in the mist of

a round dimond pearl
shining above the citites ans towns
looking down at the few
who still belive that big silver thing
is the ruler of night
and still has a few more ancient mysteries to solve

honor the moon
for it's more than just a big white shiny rock

what few know is
the moon holds your life in
it's craters

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