Last night I was looking at the moon
It reminding me of a pearl in the sky
Surrounded by twinkling diamonds
As soft clouds brushed on by
Nightingales sang their evening tune
As if serenading this pristine moon
A wishing star zooms by
I think I heard an angel cry
Fireflies dance to a tingling wind chime song
Making me forget all that is wrong
I know that for several more nights
I will get to soar to greater heights
Alfred Ramos
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/pristine-moon/
