The night sky over
A blue reflecting lake,
From a bright harvest moon
Leaving bird calls, in its wake,
It’s getting now a little late
But the trees they bristle,
And gently sway
Under this night sky,
That is lit by stars,
Reminding us, of who we are
We are part of, nature too,
And standing here, I love you
Under the night sky,
Under a beautiful harvest moon.
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