The Moon

I noticed the moon last night
On my way to the laundry shop
After almost a month of not seeing her in the sky
I missed the sight of her gracing the night with her light
Her face was partly veiled, shadowed by darkness
Yet the radiant beam from her was enough to light the melancholic night
Stars were scattered around her  
Giving of their flickering little sparks
Tonight I see her again
Sitting on that pedestal in the celestial dome in the sky
Glowing somberly, dull and paler in radiance than when I saw her last night
I have seen her countless times in my life
Faithfully lighting the night sky since I was a child
I never tire of admiring her radiance and ethereal beauty  
That bewitched me on many nights
It was her face that stirred my fancy
That filled me with wonder and awe  
As I gazed up at her in those early years of my life
There's something about the moon that is magical
That pulls me to look up at the sky on a moonlit night
The sight of her inspires me to dream, to indulge my reverie to wander into lanes of memories
To that time in my life
When I was still a child living by the sea
Written by Summerrain75
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13 of 30 entry for NaPoWriMo 2019
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