Poetry

The Moon

Avery DiBella

The moonShines as brightAs the starsIn the glimmeringSo glimmeringNight sky.The moonSoothesMeIn my sleep.The moonIs soakingWith newDreamsThat canBe discovered.The moonIs tooBrightThat in theGorgeousNightI dream aboutThe moon.The moonHowlsAnd howlsLike my dogBecauseThe moonIs the bestPetYou could everHave.The moonFeels likeMy pillowWhen I myselfAmSound asleep.

Avery DiBella
Avery DiBella, 10
Salem, NH

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