Cajun Moon
Out of the Omicron Ceti
The Mira shines bright in the sky
Waiting for a warm afternoon
Where old men go fishing
With nothing a string and a limb
Waiting for the setting of the moon
With four loaves of bread
Three jars of strawberry jam
Sweet lemonade and a spoon
Crested waves curl the foam
Along the jagged rocks
All the boys in their boats
Call to the girls on the shore
Laying out in the warm, summer sun
Out in the Bayou all the people are kind
While the boys find the girls they adore
They dance in the night to wild, Cajun songs
While bonfires burn bright in the night
Can you think of a more fitting place
In all this world where you really belong
Then to dance with the stars burning bright
Underneath that old Cajun moon!
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Anne P Murray~
LadeeAnne~2011
Copyright © Anne P. Murray | Year Posted 2011
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