moolight

It was the end of the day. I decided to sit on a metal bench, the cold feel of it gave me shivers. I was very close to the shore of the lake, so my toes were in the chilled water. I looked up from my thoughts and realized that tonight was a full moon. I admire the view from across the lake, the still water made the clear reflection of the moon look calming and beautiful. I sit silently, the slight breeze fanned my hair back. In the dingy forest, I hear the crickets chirp as I start to close my eyes.

This poem is about: 
Me

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