The moon comes up And all around Frost lays it's bounty 'Cross the ground Though the night is cold and bleak The chill is soon to pass The frost neglects throughout The roots of Leaves of Grass
Reason for writing:
A simple poem that has an allusion to Whitman's Leaves of Grass
The virtues of man survive throughout the hard times of our lives,
Which don't last forever.
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