Friendship

I wrote this about my friend and I. We were fighting and it was so much silliness,

at least on my part. We were both miserable about it.

The Moon Cried
Through the bitter aching night,
Up to the heavens in the pale moonlight,
Bathing in its’ sweet serenity,
Dancing under its’ radiant energy,
You and I flew side by side,
And in its’ tenderness the moon cried.
Earthbound, estranged and alone,
Weary of earths’ ill groan.
Locked away in another world,
Clipped wings were once unfurled.
In the throes of foolish pride,
The moon watched us both and cried.
Hatred receded, pain turned numb,
Your loss had rendered my senses dumb,
We reached out a probing hand,
Who could know it love would stand.
Love rekindled in girl and boy,
And as the moon spun it cried tears of joy.
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