Silver Slivered Moon
Sliver moon hand in the sky at night
nighttime fixtures of stars burning bright
to light the darkness and
shed light on a dream
of times, when I slept in a crib and a mobile
donned down on me
snuggled in my comforter
now, grown-up though
the snow on the ground comforts the earth
like a comfortable comforter
he who sleeps besides me comforts me
as I long to dream
now the dream comes
is it scary to want to marry the universe?
By Susan J. Mills
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