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
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