This poem was written by 11yr old me =) (awww...) living in France at the time and it really opened my eyes to my surroundings after living in a boring town until I was 10 =P

Moonlit waters dance
On delicate feet of gold
Oh so silently.

 Golden fields sparkle
Underneath the starlit sky
Endlessly glowing.

Snow coated mountains
With a cool blanket of ice
Listen, they're crying.

The glittering moon
Watching us drift of to sleep,
Talking to the stars.

As  an owl glides by,
We all remain ignorant
Of what we don't see.

The End

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