By Rosalie Laufer,
We often look out to see
The magic that can be
From the whispering of an ocean's breeze
The sound that sets our souls at ease
The moon above it all provides
The purest essence for our eyes
This night by which the moon has filled
With light and hope on which we build
A life of one we hold so dear
To live, to die, regardless of fear.
We'll try and uphold your dreams.
This work © Rosalie Laufer Rosalie79@aol.com