The moon reflects off the snow,
Into my bedroom,
Enticing me as though it were the sun
To think, to ponder, to plan.
Midnight Charades – A short poem
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writing, living, musing, sharing
writing, living, musing, sharing
The moon reflects off the snow,
Into my bedroom,
Enticing me as though it were the sun
To think, to ponder, to plan.
