Riding on the moon It’s a roller coaster ride The waxing & waning of the moon I just simply take in my stride
For I’m just another ordinary moonchild Who lives his life forever on moonshine I’m just another ordinary moonchild The muse in me doth on me feast and dine
The waxing is my time of brightness With creative abandon do I thrive The waning causes moody unhappiness To overcome this I do strive
The moon is my personal mentor Helping me weave many a tale That which makes me a creator For otherwise life would turn stale
I’m just another ordinary moonchild Who from the sun dost not hide
Suri Ben Noah · Dec 11, 2012
Old Footnotes - It is two days to the new moon and as I wane to my lowest ebb, I always read this poem that I had written a couple of years ago and immediately feel refreshed for I know the waning is going to followed by the waxing and soon I will once again be at my best...