About the Author:
Ever since I realized I had a passion for reading, I have had a passion for writing. Whenever there was a school writing
The Night
As I lift my head up,
I gaze at the stars.
Twinkling little orbs of light
Illuminating the night.
I lay back on the grass
While the comforting light
Of the multicolored stars
I shift my gaze onto
A large spherical shape,
The silvery crater-filled
Wondrous moon.
The leaves block the stars
And leave the moon to be seen,
As if the trees themselves
Will me to worship
In the beautiful light of the moon.
As I lay there all night,
Entranced by the beauty
Of God's creation-
The lesser lights.
Then as Dawn approached,
Spreading her wings,
The lesser lights faded
And the Greater light appeared.
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