Blue Moon
The hope in each new crescent moon
Thinks of ways till hung
Constellations held up in high
We view them one by one
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God’s refreshing beauty fine
Melts the frozen books shut tight
As His grace meets thine
Still His fire light shines
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Forgiveness fuses hearts to Him
His love lights hope divine
Togetherness, frees stronger wills
In wisdom both sides dine
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Kelly S Griswold