Contemplate the moon
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It shines not with light of it's own
Yet casts a glow to Earth.
Voices from generations past
Have sung about it's worth.
It's helped to guide the ships at sea
and swooned with lovers new,
It takes the tides from neath your toes
then brings it back to you.
Yes, contemplate the moon.
On deep dark nights when it is full
Moon glow the only light.
Or on the nights when storm clouds try
To keep it from your sight,
Think about the mighty hand
That set it's course to be
A gentle glowing night light meant
To comfort you and me.
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Well, I've seen the moon, but never a hand holding it. Have you seen that? Perhaps you are sick.
Only joking :). I knew what you meant. I really like god and stuff like that too. And angels. They're like, SO cute.

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above comment : Cassandra, your colors are showing
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Mary, you grasped that contemplation well and turned it into a lovely poem, thank you. :-)