I know this is bleak. I love the moon but I haven't yet given myself the opportunity to capture its loveliness.
This is a reminder of the power failure last night. Thus the late post.
I can't access my poem for the night so here's the closest poem I can get now, written a year ago:
The Moon Saw
The moon saw me and whispered a prayer
The moon saw him and answered with a sigh
The moon wept aloud in the silence of the night
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Moon stories...
"I see the moon, the moon sees me
The moon sees the one I long to see
God bless the moon, God bless me
God bless the one I long to see.
I have a heart and it is true
But now it's gone from me to you
So care for it jst like I do
For I have none, and you have two.
When I go to heaven
I wish you're there on judgement day
When you're not there on judgement day
I know you went the other way.
So I'll return my angels wings
My golden heart, my everything
To prove to you my love is true
I'll go to hell to be with you."
Great post much appreciate the time you took to write this
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