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Morning Moonlight
A sonnet
The sun was chasing the moon this morning,
Silvery sliver of a crescent moon.
The rising sun, colors clouds, adorning,
The moons brilliance, not yet dimming, but soon.
Transfixed mid-step while quickly walking down,
Front stairs. Some force causes movement to freeze.
Moon chalice mirrors the sun’s golden crown.
Our star hides amongst the hills and trees.
Time was not moving while framing the shot.
Watching nature’s beauty is a great gift.
Given by existence, it can’t be bought.
Better look now, this is going too quick.
In just a few seconds, all was over.
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