Poems of Lighthouse Bob
A Hundred Moons #215
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A Hundred Moons If I could take a hundred moons and pull them from the stars, Should not your smile more mean to me than the universe by far?? To brighten up my hundred moons that linger o'er me still, Your smile doth like a thousand suns a universe fulfill. Oh, smile upon me Lord of hosts, Lord, smile upon me now and brighten up my hundred moons to make me shine somehow. -Lighthouse Bob Comment On This Poem --- Vote for this poem
A Hundred Moons #215 |
