Teddy.15

Sometimes a Blue Moon Turns into Gold

 

Light so bright

piercing through the leaves

on the rows of peacefully sleeping olive tree’s   

I couldn\'t help but tilt my head upwards

towards the starry sky

and there she was…

tonight

she seemed to have an enormous smile

I imagined for a moment

her giant eyelashes winking at me

alas, just her smile

and that for me, was as good as gold.