Year Sun, 2025-10-19 12:00 Night,noises,have their charm,as one wanders,or indeed wonders,at a heavenly moon,hide and seek black skyline drift,it peeps between the clouds and smirks,a wondrous star, its beam that signal,to after midnight creatures on a quest Poetry Reading Rating Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments