The full moon glows,
itself to transpose.
Dreams are just hope
through which we cope
with things that daunt;
while achievements we flaunt.
It’s secrets we keep;
we hide them so deep
in the dream-filled night
beyond the twilight.

Poem and Photo: McGuffy Ann Morris

16 thoughts on “Twilight

  1. Beautiful, Annie! I do so love full moons, and yes, they are time for deep thoughts and dreaming. You are so very right that we hide much of ourselves away in the shadows, no one else really knows all there is. Great contribution for Two Shoes Tuesday, thank you dear friend!


  2. Dreams come easy in the dark where boundaries are blurred and anything is possible. Secrets on the other hand are like your own hidden box of chocolates. How your writing set my mind on a journey.


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