Mr. Moon

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

When you can’t sleep, talk to the moon, and drift away.

The moonlight crept through the blinds, grazing the side of my face.

lingering there as if caressing me.

"Another sleepless night, love?

I sigh, and readjust myself for the millionth time.

I almost want to cry. I'm so exhausted, yet my mind won't be silent, and just let me rest.

"No more tears, love. Close your eyes, take a deep breath, and dream of all the good that is to come."

" What if tomorrow night brings the same pain?"

"Then I'll be back, and remind you of all the greatness you will manifest."

I yawn and drift away to a more peaceful state.

Thank you, Mr. Moon.

 

 


Submitted: June 15, 2021

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