Symphony

It’s 3am and the city is asleep

a light breeze rustles the green leaves

the swings swing back and forth

an owl flies in from the north

Th pale moon hangs low

as the wispy clouds pass slow

the light of the moon shimmers

making the waves quiver

and dance happily

crashing against the rocks

creating simple symphony

 

-RiRi

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