Love Poem: My Nimble Moon
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Written by: Albert Price

My Nimble Moon

So lovely you grace the height of  glory,

Repeating nightly to the listening earth the wondrous story.

I read in your looks a knowing judge of love,

A knowledge acquired by eyes peering long from above.

Then, with pretty flight, you perch the throne

And listen to the musings of the owl in his somber tone.

His song to you makes the crickets sing,

And a harp plays as God tunes the strings.

Gleam forever, moon of my fancy dreams,

For never are the droplets of sunlight as sweet as they seem.