The Moon

The night was mighty dark so you could hardly see,
For the moon refused to shine.
Couple sitting underneath a willow tree,
For love they did pine.
Little maid was kind-a 'fraid of darkness, so
She said, "I guess I'll go."
Boy began to sigh, looked up at the sky,
And told the moon his little tale of woe.

So I thought I would try the moon again after my last attempt. I confess I did sharpen slightly :o/ but nevertheless I think I'm getting there. More practice!

Also starting to feel a little better after a week of flu, chest infectioness and non blippyness... yey!

:o)