#WritcoPoemPrompt90
Moonlight Shadows, Hand in hand,
Leaning through the night in the meadow,
Against the compassionate trees of faraway land...
We rest on the edge of our lifelong dream,
Coming back to our home of our father's ground,
And the luck of the fairies is with us now,
The memories of our ancestors still crash upon the shipwrecked shores,
Many voices sing and dance on the stormy waves of the sea,
We have traveled as far to get here once more,
Called back by the roars of our people,
To build with hammers and plant with shovels the future we have seen,
Under the light of the moon I promise you will see the glow of our faces again.

© MaidenRival