Moon Moods

MOON MOODS Over a sink full of dishes I stand Fry pans, coffee cups, sudsy hands When I notice an ominous moon Angry face signals bad things coming soon. Weary from a day of dashed hopes My mind turned to bubbles like soap Then I threw down my wet, dirty sponge And went out the back door with a lunge! I climbed up my yard’s tallest tree To the tippy top branch I could see Then I whistled the 5-Star alarm And swung from stars arm over arm. Til at last I was before that old moon Who looked at me like I was a goon “Your face looks so troubled and mean, “Foreshadowing the bad things you’ve seen.” The moon took a breath, unfurrowed his brow “Thank you, my sister, for stopping me now. “I’ve been feeling lonely and just out of sorts, “But you bring me cheer, and some stunning rapports.” I turned for a minute to bask in his glow When things all went screwy and more I don’t know But I turned my head back and the dishes did beckon, But the moon shown a happier and nicer reflection!