watching the moon slide up in the sky
like a giant ball of yellow wax
makes me think about all of those sunrises
we’ve missed laying in bed on the weekend
or sunsets because dinner needed to be cooked
or the pets needed to be fed
and i think
maybe it’s a fair exchange
to see the moon in this dark sky
because we’re here,
and the moon,
she isn’t going anywhere for awhile
Poem 20150305
Words and Feathers 