Take my hand, And let your other hold on to a kite that is aShooting Star. The harvest moon will rise above us,as we fly,through the nights speckled sky, And it will etch our names into its woody heart,So that we may be together,forever. Isi Gibson VT 13 years old
This made me smile, I feel like it should go on a card or get framed somewhere with a really loopy script font. Lovely poem
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This made me smile, I feel like it should go on a card or get framed somewhere with a really loopy script font. Lovely poem
Thank you.
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