Sunlite Wanter Poet Light Verse

Mr Moon

Mr. Moon

One night’s sky of midnight blue,
Enfolded a moon of the orangest hue.
So huge was this moon, it lie on the trees,
And I hid in the house in a frightened freeze.

Crept I back outside for a peek,
That man in the moon was not any freak,
He smiled at me with a toothless grin, and
He took my fears along with him.

I stood as baby clouds floated by,
As he seem to shrink in that midnight blue sky,
Through the window at daylight he was only a pearl,
And I miss him so, this sad little girl.

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Paloma P October 7, 2016 at 12:12 PM No need to grow up, says Peter Pan, although we might grow older, we can still write wistful poetry about the moon. :)

Abdullah Alhemaidy October 4, 2016 at 11:55 PM So nice! Sunlite Wanter October 5, 2016 at 9:37 AM Thank you so much.

Paul Callus October 4, 2016 at 1:55 PM Beauty and simplicity often go hand in hand, Sunlite. Your moon poem is one such delightful example! ~ Regards // paul Sunlite Wanter October 5, 2016 at 9:36 AM Thank you. What a nice comment.

Tim Smith October 4, 2016 at 12:46 PM Lovely memory of when times were simple. Sunlite Wanter October 5, 2016 at 9:35 AM You are so right. Thank you.