Setting Moon

The setting moon this morning
was a welcome, sweet surprise;
A strong and silent witness
to my place and to my size.

About literarylee

I sling words for a living. Always have, always will. Some have been interesting and fun; most not. These days, I write the fun words early in the morning before the adults are up and make me eat my Cream of Wheat.
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