I'Ve Never Grown Up
as a child the crescent moon would visit me at my bedroom window
his face lit up by his captivating smile we would talk hours in a row
i would skateboard on his crest for quite a time in the lull of the night
in the refreshing glow of the suns residue and on the full of his light
then always with a wink we would say our goodbyes
then always a slow vanish before the sun rise
Copyright © Maurice Yvonne | Year Posted 2014
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