Ode To Dying Moon

Waning moon in ice blue sky did you breathe a weary sigh 
when the winter solstice moved you
As you shined your brightest light that night, 
did you hear the angel trumpets on high 
blaring Hallelujah, Hallelujah!

When you share a cold dawn with the brilliant sun
Do you still hear golden music
And as you die your death in the sky
Do the aurora clouds mourn your good-bye
crooning to you, Hallelujah, Hallelujah!

©2019 Linda Lee Lyberg

Linda Lee Lyberg is an author, poet, wife, and mother. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband of 22 years and her dog, Ricky Bobby who loves to go real fast. She writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. Several of her works have appeared in various anthologies and online literary magazines.
You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com
and her Amazon Author Page

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