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She is the High Queen of the night’s sky
The stars at her beck and call
The ruler of our seas and oceans, the tides obeying her whims
A silent sentinel, watching us from above
She often lurks behind the curtains of darkness
Her crescent is like delicate china,
That would shatter with the slightest touch
At her monthly prime,
Her brilliant white light shines through
Starless nights like a beacon out at sea
Guiding us, the wondering vessels,
To our peaceful places in our minds
I often wonder what she sees when she looks down
To the Earth upon which she’d never laid her dainty feet
As she prefers to look from her lofty seat
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Devina S.
Poet's Corner 