What the Moon Thinks
Shining down on a dark and lonely world
I seek the lovers and children below
Dreamers who reach up to capture my glow
Will find only empty night in their grasp
I light up the path home, guiding the lost
Secrets are hidden in shadows I cast
Even the tides must obey my command
In my honor, the mermaids sing sweet songs
Some think there's a man in me, you can know
When my love, the sun, reflects on my face.
Caren E. Salas
photo by Eugene Ireland
Wednesday Poetry Prompt by Robert Lee Brewer
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