In The Moonlight

Isn't a full moon beautiful and doesn't it make you sentimental?
In The Moonlight
In the moonlight
While drinking homemade wine
My sorrow hung heavy
And my heart felt like lead.

The moon was golden yellow
The night soft and mellow.
There was a smell of jasmine
All around.
And I felt the weight of the world
Upon my shoulders.

I looked at the twinkling stars in the sky
So far and wide
Here’s to you
I lifted my wine
And my eyes looked upon the brilliance
Of the moon and stars
From afar...
   By Rasma Raisters
Published: 8/27/2008
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