Strange things happen
When you sing to the moon
I can't write in pen
My mistakes must be erased soon
The moon loves my lullaby
He yawns, the winds blow and fall
Darling, I can't accept goodbye!
Can I escape from it all?!
Ride the clouds, swim the sky
Hop the stars, navigate the night
But, please, don't say goodbye
Then, morning's first light
The moon is gone, the sun takes all
Down I fall, oh down I fall
There's wind in the air, I hear the moon call
Saying "Down I fall, oh down I fall"
- Author: Tom Wood (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: August 11th, 2019 21:43
- Comment from author about the poem: This one... This one was straight from my heart when I wrote it. Sometimes, I just need a way to vent all my feelings, and it can come out in some rather bizarre and beautiful ways. Enter "Singing to the Moon"
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 34
Comments1
Hold on, that big ole moon is still there patiently coming your way again.
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