Grandmother Moon sits
nestled in her blue sky nest
as the wild wind blows across her beautiful face.
The clouds grow bigger and spread
from horizon to horizon.
They bring rain to replenish
the Earth and the trees,
who have waited patiently for a drink.
beautiful Frant!
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Thank you, Amy. I only just saw this.
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Beautiful prose and picture.
Many Blessings
Lisa xoxo
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Thank you so much for reading it, Lisa.
Blessings to you! xoxo
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