Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Moon Pine

My Granddaughter Alexa took this picture on one of her camping trips. I liked it and put some poetic words to the photo.

Moon Pine

© 2010 Rolland G. Smith

O’ let me see below the pine

To where your heart is ever free.

Between the boughs and needled leaves

I see your light that’s shared with me.

I am the Moon, a cratered orb,

That orbits Earth in cycled time.

Reminding all of humankind

You are a song, a dappled rhyme.

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