Moonlit Reflections
The silver moon hangs o’er the tranquil lake, Where willow branches dance and softly sway. A lonely boat drifts by for heaven’s sake, As stars above in countless numbers play. An old man sits with wine and memories deep, Recalling springs long past and loves now gone. The night breeze whispers secrets as they sleep, While distant bells announce the coming dawn. Why grieve for days that never will return? This perfect night is all we truly own. Let fading lanterns momentarily burn, And drink t...
Moonlit Reflections
The silver moon hangs o’er the tranquil lake, Where willow branches dance and softly sway. A lonely boat drifts by for heaven’s sake, As stars above in countless numbers play. An old man sits with wine and memories deep, Recalling springs long past and loves now gone. The night breeze whispers secrets as they sleep, While distant bells announce the coming dawn. Why grieve for days that never will return? This perfect night is all we truly own. Let fading lanterns momentarily burn, And drink t...
