Mother Nature and Father Moon

Sat, 01/25/2020 - 11:22 -- ar1241

The best things come in two

The flowers with spring 

The stars and moon

Mother oh mother, how she would sing

Big strong father, who calls my name

She created the sweetest sugary treats

His large arms cuddled my petite frame

A flowery honeysuckle feast 

A warm midnight bonfire

Despite the spring showers that only seemed increase

 Surrounded by the terrifying wolves, great mighty choirs 


Together as one

Spring and moon

Harmonize and sing one tune

Each provides a different vibe

Yet makes it work to benefit my life

My very own

Mother nature and Father moon

Are the ones who inspire me to push through


This poem is about: 
My family


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