Monday, October 7, 2024

Silverly (Monday Poem)

 by Dennis Lee


Silverly,
Silverly,
Over the
Trees
The moon drifts
By on a
Runaway 
Breeze.

Dozily,
Dozily,
Deep in her
Bed,
A little girl
Dreams with the
Moon in her
Head.


from Poetry By Heart: A Child's Book of Poems to Remember 
compiled by Liz Attenborough
Scholastic, 2001

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