Aug 2015
~
Sitting out in the backyard
far from the glow of the city
in one of two lawn chairs
positioned facing east,
I gaze upon the rising moon,
watching in silence as it climbs
above a slowly fading horizon
And I think to myself…
this bright shining orb, is it lonely
sitting there all by itself
in the vast turquoise heavens
perhaps hoping for a beautiful star
to join it on a warm
August evening like this
When I see one appear,
a glistening gemstone,
dazzling in illumined brilliance
just to its right and I wonder
as I look to the empty seat
just to my right, is the moon maybe
*thinking the same thing about me
Sitting out in the backyard
far from the glow of the city
in one of two lawn chairs
positioned facing east,
I gaze upon the rising moon,
watching in silence as it climbs
above a slowly fading horizon
And I think to myself…
this bright shining orb, is it lonely
sitting there all by itself
in the vast turquoise heavens
perhaps hoping for a beautiful star
to join it on a warm
August evening like this
When I see one appear,
a glistening gemstone,
dazzling in illumined brilliance
just to its right and I wonder
as I look to the empty seat
just to my right, is the moon maybe
*thinking the same thing about me
Good night beautiful
I miss you
I miss you
