Steve`s Country
For a smile as wide as a country sunrise
Moonlit Night, A Poem.
Moonlit Night
Over the lake, the rising moon,
Beginning the night’s lively tune.
An owl calls from the tall white pine,
Here is a night so truly fine.
The lake, bathed in the moon’s pure light,
Beauty so real, an awesome sight.
Silence breaks, with the loon’s long cry,
Carried far, through the still night sky.
And on a distant hill is heard,
A howling wolf, who now has stirred.
It’s voice echoes, so loud and clear,
Which makes it feel, that ’tis right near.
Then once more, silence fills the night,
And o’er the lake, the moon shines bright.
©2021 Steve McLeod.
So beautiful Steve! 😁🌚
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Thank you Beverly!😀😺🌙
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You’re welcome Steve!😁🌙
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Beautiful Poem 😉… 🌝🌖🌗🌚🌘🌓🌝
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Thanks Simon!😀😺🌙
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A night lit by the moon is so magical 🌝 😉 Beautiful poem Steve!
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Thank you very much Ribana!😀😺🌙📷
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What a beautiful poem, Steve! 🌝🪐⭐️☕️☕️
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Thank you so much Eugenia!😀😺🌙
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You’re welcome!
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The lake, moonlight, and each of nature’s unique voices . . . beautiful!
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Thank you so much Richard!
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Great poem Steve ! It seems that Simon beats me a lot lately…must be more alert ! ☕️☕️😺🙂📷☕️☕️
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Thanks Sharon! Yes, he does seem to be doing better!😀😺🌙
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Wow the imagery is great
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Laughter is contagious. Start a pandemic
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Thank you very much Mr. Ohh!😀😺🌙
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