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MOON MOMENTS by PEARL FISHBOURNE

First Line: I WAKED FROM SLEEP ON A MOON-DRENCHED NIGHT
Last Line: TO THE NIGHT ITS STILL-THOUGHT FLOWERS.
I waked from sleep on a moon-drenched night,
And saw from my latticed porch,
The still, warm night with its mystic wrap,
All softened by God's great torch.
The tearful clouds from the lesser height,
Hid the stars with their saucy glint,
And I wished that the world could see the night
All wrapped in its pearl-moon tint;
For things are clearer when all is still.
God ever sends us thoughtful hours;
To the dazzling day its sunlit hill,
To the night its still-thought flowers.



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