Moonlit Requiem

In twilight's hush, where shadows dance and play, A lone poppy blooms, its beauty on display. The moon above, a glowing orb of white, Casts an ethereal light on this forsaken night. The birds take flight, their silhouettes so fine, Against the backdrop of a dreamlike shrine. The arched doorway stands, a portal to the past, A secret keeper of memories that will forever last. In this surreal landscape, where reality blurs, The poppy's vibrant hue, a symbol of hope endures. It stands resilient, amidst the whispers of the wind, A beacon in the darkness, where love and loss entwine. In this moonlit requiem, we find our peaceful nest, A place where dreams and reality are forever at rest.