The Evening, By Abella Atta
The Evening, By Abella Atta
The night is young, the moon has been hung, across the starry sky. The owls hoot, the stars are bright and spry. The sky is dark, the clouds fly by. The fox trots by, he was always very sly.
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Thanks for posting my Poem! I very much enjoy contributing to your awsome blog ( is me again, Abella)
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