My Friend the Moon.
I have no idea where I am,we pass so many things, unknown to me,
all unfamilar.
There's only one thing close to me.
The only thing familar.
That follows me wherever I go.
His thoughts are always surronding me,
Listening to whatever I may say.
I think of him, and what I would do without him.
I cannot Imagine it.
I just can't.
He feels how tense I am, and trys to make me relax.
Whispering thoughts in my ear.
But the one thing thats sticks out,
Is that I'll always have home waiting for me,
with people I know and love.
And wherever I may go in life,
the moon well be there too.
Right there beside me.
4 comments:
why were you tense? I was the one who had to drive 900 miles :)
I like the poem - moon was a constant companion on our trip :)
I also love that about the moon. Sometimes my mom and I look at the same moon, and feel connected even though we are on different continents :)
yup THanks :)
I love your moon poem! I'm sorry I haven't visited lately because I have been out of town, but now I can come -- very happily I might add -- to read your lovely words! You have so much talent! Don't stop writing!
Enjoy your day!
Sylvia
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