Waxing to Full
Last night I saw Her
Concealed in a cloud
O the silvery mist!
And as I watched
She peeked out one eye
To shine
She smiled for I alone.
Author's Note: This poem is an excerpt from my first novel, Stealing Plums. The manuscript is complete, and I am currently seeking a publisher. Inquiries can be emailed to me at stealingplums@yahoo.com .
