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Jun 2019
Laying upon my berth
In the darkness of a glow
With flame crackling of the hearth
Mr Moon came to my window

He must have known my sadness
Asking me if I wanted to walk
But my mind was saddled with   heaviness
As I rolled over not wanting to talk

Oh but Mr moon was beautiful and bright
He tugged at my thought
Walking with him would be a wonderful sight
Finally my attention he caught

So up I get and grab a coat
The air is refreshing crisp
He takes lead and up high floats
He breaks the silence with a lisp

Eva it’s ok , not to be ok
I look up surprise but amused
Then bow my head unsure what to say
To many thoughts , so confused

The moon then ask me
Why I feel so alone
Everyone I say leaves me you see
The moon sighs and I hear a moan

He said he sees all things from high
Alone your not ,he said ,never
Even though I'm up in the sky
I’m here with you forever

That made a smile form on my face
And I looked upward
The clouds part and I see all space
With Mr moon as it’s guard

Written by E. M . Rushton
June 15th 2019 ©️
Eva Rushton
Written by
Eva Rushton  Nova Scotia
(Nova Scotia)   
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   Bogdan Dragos
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