Friday, October 14, 2022

Moon Time


       The full moon looks splendid. I will be watching her move across the sky for a while. 
       I talk to the moon. I tell her my troubles. I quietly listen for her advice. Eventually I fall asleep under her light and dream of better days ahead.  

Georgia P

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