Twighlight

The moon is shining bright up above us all
my new moon looks after me protects me
I look up at the stars when twilight comes
shooting stars fly past me twinkling in my eyes
i see the reflection of the moon in the dark dark sea
the gravity of the moon pulls the sea making the waves
that go in and out in and out
i see something a female form splashing in the sea as she gets nearer to my astonishment and surprise its a mermaid swimming over to me

poem by Elizabeth Frances Wilcock
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