The sky slowly turns from blue to orange,
As the sun sinks below the mountain;
The moon slowly rises,
And makes its way across the sky.
A breeze goes by,
As you watch from up high;
the lights of the city below.
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A/N- I thought of this when I was at the top of the Griffith Observatory...
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שיריםThis is MY poems book. They are pretty much what I write when I'm bored. © 2014 All Rights Reserved. This is where I'm going to put all MY poems on Wattpad :) This is definitly a work in progress... Each poem has practically nothing to do with one a...
