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.
Copyright © Sunlite Wanter | Year Posted 2016
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