A Sonnet: Dearest Harvest Moon
Dearest Harvest Moon, full of the summer sun,
Are you saving my summer memories?
Bright days of festivals, free time, and fun;
Twelve winsome weeks creating sweet stories--
Are you savoring the special moments--
Trapped inside your golden globe in the night?
Did you see me and how my time was spent?
Oh moon, make room for all the delights.
Sharing adventures, planning escapades;
Traveling far away, returning home;
Uplifted by the summer’s serenade:
Its soft crusade of heat and light and love
So big, so bright, so comforting in flight
Dear Harvest Moon, protect my dreams tonight.
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