To the Moon
To The Moon
Holding ones little hands into the night
We look up to the stars
"Mawmaw , I see the big ball" she says
I reply, "Lets go catch the big ball"
She runs, both arms reaching up high
Funny almost into my neighbors bushes
Realizing she could not catch the big ball
She looks up at me and then says "I love you mawmaw"
I reply "I love you too"
"Big, To The Moon"
Written by: Debra M. Falgout
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