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Danielle Bae

The Infinite Love

The moon who cares for little stars.

Whenever looking the dark-blue sky of a night through windows,
The moon gives me her innocent smile.

Protecting everyone with eyes of a cat
Nobody would get harmed and hurt.
Where does her endless love come from?

Her gifted hands painting on the rippling water
With stunning color in a moment.
What a born artist is she?

With her lasting brightness
No shadowy star by her love to embrace everyone.
Is there anything to measure her broad heart.

[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2011 EDITION]