DRINKING 'N THE MOON BEAMS <br /> <br />With a bottle of wine I sit by the flowing willow tree <br />Wer’re drinking alone the moon and I <br />, the moon above looks down on me; <br />I call and lift my cup to her brightness. <br />Drinking in the Moon beams my companion provides for free. <br />What a party we to are having I say, — <br />But if only it was a party for three, <br />Then we could get drunk on the moon beams, <br />the way it used to be, <br />So I seek my solace alone <br />Regretting I am free <br />The drinking, the moon and my shadow. <br />Is all that’s left for me!<br /><br />JAMES ROBERTS<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/drinking-n-the-moons-beams/
