meeting moonbeam
Moonbeam was a throwback to the seventies
with her blue jean jacket with patches of honeybees
there were daisies in her hair, it was loose and free
Reminding me of how grand life was in seventy-three
Moonbeam was named by her grandma Tee
A woman who back in the day ran with me
I was thrilled to meet Moonbeam, she was such a delight
I told her stories about her grandmother into the night
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