I See a Carnival Moon
It’s a carnival moon, the goose reported.
We ran out of our cozy houses to see for ourselves.
It looks like a common ordinary moon a rabbit said.
Two voles agreed; no imagination I guess.
I see it! I reported, and it is marvelous!
The mice argued that they could not see it.
Wait! A tiny mouse said. Yes, maybe I see a face.
Suddenly all of the animals saw a face.
But do you see a carnival face? I asked.
I see the carnival face! the goose reported.
The rest of them began fighting and biting.
Some could see the carnival face, others could not.
The goose and I had a laugh about this later.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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