Thursday, January 31, 2013


January 31, 2013  - a small Stone 
Mistaken  by  Teri H Hoover

A light in the night 
comes through my window
just where Nathaniel's light should be.

"Why is my next door neighbors 14 year old son be up at 3 AM?" 

"Oh, it's the moon." 


1 comment:

  1. I grew up in cities and didn't take note so much of the moon. Even when out in the country for the summers...we wore ourselves out with fresh air so we pretty much slept very well through the night.

    Then one year I was a mother's helper and woke to a bright light in the cul-de-sac of the neighborhood thinking I had overslept...and it was the brilliant light of a full moon in a clear sky.


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