I thought up this poem on the way to school today I walk a mile and a half in the cold to my bus stop and every morning i watch the moon go by.
In the hearth the fire glows,
During autumn chill and winter snows;
But look at the moon burning bright
In the dark sky of the night,
But why does it shed a silvery glow,
When there's no autumn chill or winter snow?
It reflects it's light so silvery bright
Into the darkness of the night.
But every wizard knows
What the moon's true nature shows,
It's symbolic of the strife,
Between the Powers, Bright
And the Lone One of the night.
Because of wizards, the Sacrifice,
Was able to defeat the Wolf of Ice.
From now on and evermore,
The moon is more than just a theme.
Reader be solemn and remember this,
The moon is more than just a dream.
In the hearth the fire glows,
During autumn chill and winter snows;
But look at the moon burning bright
In the dark sky of the night,
But why does it shed a silvery glow,
When there's no autumn chill or winter snow?
It reflects it's light so silvery bright
Into the darkness of the night.
But every wizard knows
What the moon's true nature shows,
It's symbolic of the strife,
Between the Powers, Bright
And the Lone One of the night.
Because of wizards, the Sacrifice,
Was able to defeat the Wolf of Ice.
From now on and evermore,
The moon is more than just a theme.
Reader be solemn and remember this,
The moon is more than just a dream.
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