StephenGA:
"The moving Moon went up the sky. And nowhere did abide; Softly she was going up, And a star or two beside." - Samuel Taylor Coleridge
StephenGA:
"Maybe the wolf is in love with the moon and each month it cries for a love it will never touch." Anonymous
StephenGA:
“The moving moon went up the sky...And nowhere did abide...Softly she was going up...And a star or two beside.” - Samuel Taylor Coleridge