Apr 2019
From my bedroom window the moon saw it all,
My pleas, my agony and my tears,
How I spent hours on my cell phone crying,
My fears as I paced the floor,
At last the moon whispered,
"Why don't you leave him."
I asked,"Would you let go of the earth?"
My pleas, my agony and my tears,
How I spent hours on my cell phone crying,
My fears as I paced the floor,
At last the moon whispered,
"Why don't you leave him."
I asked,"Would you let go of the earth?"
If the moon left earth what would happen to day and night and tides. She too had to think about the family.
