The moon followed me home tonight
kissing me with her brilliant light
wishing sweet dreams for my sleepy head
then tucked me gently into bed.


It’s a beautiful night, with a waning full moon. The heatwave has broken. A breeze blows. Lately we’ve been reading The Rainbabies, which features the beautiful Moon. (And it has an unexpected sweetness for me because the main characters are an older couple who dearly long for a child, and are given the miracle of that gift.)

Thus a small poem!

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