HALF SICKLE MOON - by Steven Groulx

HALF  SICKLE  MOON by   Steven Groulx  We're standing in the garden Under the half sickle moon The trees filled with fireflies On a warm night in June As a summer breeze blows And plays with your hair There's nothing more beautiful Than you standing there But I cannot say What has come to my mind The words to describe it Are too hard to find So I say what I know, It's the best I can do I hold you close in my arms And say, "I love you"