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Under the midnight moon


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It was under the midnight moon

Where my love and I once stood,

Caressing and promising

Everything that we could

We were only teens,

Never knew much

Just believed everything

That we thought we understood

We planned our life together

We talked and talked,

About being together forever

When suddenly you went away,

You said you had distant lands to see

Now I watch the midnight moon alone,

Memories keep me awake

Thinking of what could have been today

By Gillian Sims

About poetreecreations

I am an author writer publisher web administrator I run poetry workshops in the community. My published Manners childrens poetry book can be found at www.waterstones.com

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