Hello and welcome to a nine line rhyme.
It reads like something that I read some time.
I can’t quite place it but it sang to me
of happy mornings and nights without crime
and moons by the million, mirrored in the sea.
The rhyming structure was original:
A – A – B – A – B – C – B - C – C,
and at last a couplet, a dying fall,
then the last line, then nothing at all.