Love how the moon follows me around
Playful at the dark skies as it bounced
It kept me company as I wandered
It was indeed a good friend of mine
Selfless little fellow
Innocence and warmth as it follows
How can the moon do this?
Its love was indeed timeless
With shadows it gave brightness
But lonely at the whiteness
It was always there though it was restless
Lost love that it misses
Love how the moon follows me around
Playful at the dark skies as it bounced
It kept me company from afar
Just like how it silently admired the shining star
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Efflorescence
PoetryEfflorescence means flowering or blooming. And just like this word everything is a process and everything happens for a reason. What happens now is part of God's plan for us. Always remember to believe in yourself and trust God always. Let yourself...
