Mr Moon ~ Poem

mr moon poem by ms moem

He peeked through her curtains
Every night.
She knew that he did it.
But somehow, it felt right.
He was the very first man
She let into her room.
As he left her at sunrise
She whispered,
“Goodnight Mr Moon.”

Mr Moon is a short poem by Ms Moem

The Snowman | A Love Poem Of Sorts

The Snowman

She called him The Snowman.
It was fun building him up, like no man
Had ever been built before. When fresh, he was a magnificent sight
But as she slept, he always disappeared, just melted away into the night.
She’d see him again.
Perhaps. But she never knew when.
Until then, she resolved to never let it show
That she was waiting on the snow.

The Snowman is a short poem by Ms Moem.

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