I found a sun down there;
And there was a moon;
They called it that way;
Moon;
There was a sky;
Some bright spots
That shone especially in the night;
I found trees;
Trees couldn’t move;
And then there were other objects
That just like me, moved;
They had limbs
And they moved
From one spot to the other;
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- Published: September 9th, 2025 16:20
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Comments3
A poem, a creation story. Lovely
Thank you. 🙂
You are most welcome
I really love this one!
Awww thank you. 🙂 Have a great time.
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