The Moon Sprite

Happy eighteenth Birthday Chan. Happy nineteenth Birthday Trav. Best wishes to you both. Make it good.

Today. Today my brother is coming home and I am so excited. It will be the best part of my day.

Poetry. I was in Starbuck’s yesterday, and the inspiration struck.

The Moon Sprite

Alone in the brush

A young girl played,

The foxes danced as

She sang a song.

The sun went down in

Long golden rays,

And still, as night fell,

The girl played on.

The stars came out

And shone on the earth,

While the moon climbed

Up the indigo sky

She danced with the foxes

In merry mirth,

Until they all fell down

And slept quietly.

The girl wasn’t tired so

She wandered the woods

And sat by the lake

And tried to catch frogs.

Then she climbed up a starry ladder,

Up to moon.

She fell into her cratered castle,

And slept like a log.

LP 2019.

a blessed Wednesday to you.