Round full Silvery Moon, <br />Lighting the darkest night. <br />Many a lover did swoon, <br />At such a glorious sight. <br /> <br />Wisps of clouds sailing past, <br />Tinged with silvery light. <br />Moons come and go so fast, <br />Theirs is a sad plight. <br /> <br />Pretty Maid look to the moon, <br />Count the minutes till dawn. <br />Your lover will appear very soon, <br />You will have no time to yawn. <br /> <br />A long embrace in willing arms, <br />Hearts beating in rhythmic time. <br />Both succumb to the Moon's charms, <br />Now I can finish my rhyme.<br /><br />Bernard Shaw<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/silvery-moon/
