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A Visit

There are some days

when you can see the Moon

in broad daylight

It's a ghost of it's usual self,

peeking out from some invisible pocket of baby blue velvet

I don't know why it does this

and I'm sure there is a scientific answer to explain

but I don't want to know that

I would rather go about thinking

that maybe the moon gets lonely and comes out to visit with the Sun

Their shifts are always clashing

and it's pretty hard to keep a relationship when you're working nights and they work days

The Sun and the Moon work to balance the Earth

Pretty demanding work

I bet they miss each other

I find that you can only see the Moon

on really beautiful days

Maybe it's because that rare visit

is making the Sun very happy

Or maybe it's chance

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