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All hail in silence
Within the forest, cool and deep,
A silver light will filter through.
Betwixt each graceful sylvan bough
The moon aloft on shadow wings
Doth stream forth her gauzy raiment now.
The birds in respectful solitude
Stifle their songs to hail the queen
In whispers of banners leafy green
Amid the silent interlude
The animals gather together
To listen to music serene.
Wow...that is an awesome poem. It paints such a picture...I love it.