Tuesday, November 1, 2016

Susan Hawthorne #305 Luna

Luna rises like the moon
behind a sky of clouds
she begins hidden soft
and when I hold her
I know this is it
she comes to our
house slips so easily
into routines and soon
she is creating new
routines for us at
four o'clock tools
down time for
the daily walk on the
beach there is no escape
she meets people and through
her new friends come into
our lives it is as if she
carries me on her
back and then one day
within one day all the lights
go out like a sudden new moon


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