You Need a Poem on Tuesday...

Moonlight, Summer Moonlight 

by Emily Bronte

Tis moonlight, summer moonlight, 

All soft and still and fair; 

The solemn hour of midnight 

Breathes sweet thoughts everywhere,

But most where trees are sending 

Their breezy boughs on high, 

Or stooping low are lending 

A shelter from the sky.

And there in those wild bowers 

A lovely form is laid; 

Green grass and dew-steeped flowers 

Wave gently round her head.

Have a lovely week, God bless and be well.