The Moon

The Moon   When I look up to the face on the moon, I wonder and hope your thinking of me too.  I miss you with all my heart.  I hope you miss me too.  Nathaniel means your a gift from god, well in my heart your a gift from the moon.  Shining down upon my night to light it up when it's black.  Beaming down to the ground as i stand there in the dewy field.  You never steer my wrong, you never take me to a wrong path, and your sweet love takes me through all that is thrown at me.  The moon is what I stair at every night.  Thinking and hoping you will still shine your light on me.  Nathaniel I love you and someday hope to do half of what you've done for me.