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Butterscotch Moon

holding hands, just my love and I gazing into the great Wyoming sky what looked to me like a giant balloon was indeed a golden ecliptic moon looking up at the giant lost balloon thoughts of grabbing onto its tail laughing and running, hand in hand with a butterscotch moon fast on our trail it seems so close I can almost taste it this butterscotch moon before our eyes I reach up to the sky realizing I can't make it this yummy morsel before our eyes at first it looked just like vanilla all smooth and creamy and mellow but as the earth's shadow moved its color changed to a deeper yellow as the darkening shadow creeps on by, I'm reminded darkness fades, we have new craves, changes of heart whether it's giant balloons or butterscotch moons we're all God's most precious, perfect art

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 4/13/2009 5:17:00 AM
The moon in many flavors ... like seasons ... refreshing changes. An awesom genius of a write ... and not without its sweetness. High praises
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Date: 4/7/2009 7:12:00 AM
What a lovely poem, entrancing and beautiful. Well done! ~ love, Carrie
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Date: 4/6/2009 8:08:00 PM
What an incredible image you paint of a "butterscotch moon." Each time I see a yellow moon, I will think about your passion for reaching up, trying to grab the "yummy morsel" from the sky. Your imagery is as clear as a beautiful painting! Love, Carolyn
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