The Morning Moon
A balming wind of the morning rise,
When Sun newly on the horizon rise,
I see a Moon that is not aside,
But slowly is fading in azure sky.
The closest friend of Earth
In nights, It blessings on us bequeth
With lullingly voice to us had quethe
Long ago: "Sleep my dears in my embrace!"
For that we thank Moon in night,
For precious peace and for a quiet,
For soul and mind that is not excite,
That we rest under your shining light.
But to see you in the morning light
Is strange for my eyes and mind.
Not tired looking at your visage,
Yet please shine in eventide.
(Though you look marvelous in daylight time)
P.S. I might have some grammar mistakes.
2018-08-28 12:55:42
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