Sliver moon
in the dark sky
hanging there
so small and lonely,
You bring me hope.
You show me that
there is always a small
amount of light that
shines through the
vast darkness of life.
I want to reach out
and hold onto you,
sliver moon of hope,
until the morning sun
shines in all of its
brilliance.
Beautiful!
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ReplyDeleteI love this. The moon and its phases never cease to amaze and amuse me.
Beautiful, Anne.
ReplyDeleteI love sitting outside, or by the window when it's cold, and looking at the moon in all its phases. Sometimes a sliver of light, other times a big red ball but always ... a sign of the majesty of creation.
Truly beautiful Anne! Your writings are very consoling.
ReplyDeleteIs there anyone who is not fascinated by the moon? Even the astronauts are -- and some have flown there!
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