A Shiner Tonight
The crescent moon hangs bright
in the sky
which I admire
Getting in my car, sore
it's really cold
nursing one eye, a tooth, a leg, an elbow
Lifting bad leg, inside
to follow in step, nearby
the other, little past eight, tonight
Its not too late
slow in pace, no haste
holding back irritation
Letting it go
never show
or give another thought
Enjoy crescent moon's shine
a shiner tonight, hanging high
in the dark evening skies¥
Copyright © Barbara Washington | Year Posted 2011
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