Moonlight Starts To Weave

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On a lovely eve,  
Moonlight starts to weave.
Clouds drift soft and slow,
In a gentle glow.
Shades of gray and white,
Whisper through the night.

Peaceful moments call,
Nature's beauty, all.
As the night unfolds,
Peace softly holds.

Swirling in the air,
Dreams are floating there.
In this calm embrace,
Find your quiet space.

Poem/Lyrics By: Karri Levens