The Moya View
In the moonlight, with grace and style. the old folks start their first time dance.Young, they watched winged flight, felt the warble with delight. In the patient beat of time, knew the stepof the meadow’s light.Now, snowflakes later, they finally dance with the wind, this special harvest night.
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JONATHAN MOYA
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“Now snowflakes later”…I like that.
Appreciate.
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