Friday, March 09, 2012


We rose as the moon was setting
waning gibbous
sleepy-headed moon

We watched it
hesitating there
above the dark line of trees

Then we turned east

Roll on to bed, then
wake up the day

I thought of you
Moon Boy

This lovely lunar light
may it rise softly
over you


Unknown said...

asante mama! i love you so much!!!

lisa said...

Hello "Unknown." Love you so much, too! ;-)