Dear Mister Moon

My dear friend mister moon

Your presence is treasured

There’ll be no pinking measure

to transcribe my joyous pleasure

My thoughts silenced while I sleep

there’ll be nary a peep

Even in my deepest slumber

there’ll be no sawn lumber

Just knowing you’re near

there’ll be no reason for fear

My dear friend mister moon

there’ll be times I swoon

For a guiding light in the sky

there’ll be a natural high

Perhaps crazed and a bit crazy

there’ll be no excuse to be lazy

But mister moon the time is nigh

there’ll be a checkmate to know why

What made that cow jump so high

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Hey, diddle, diddle,
The cat and the fiddle,
The cow jumped over the moon;
The little dog laughed
To see such sport,
And the dish ran away with the spoon.
-by Mother Goose

 

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Cheers!

-Eugenia

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12 thoughts on “Dear Mister Moon

  1. The use of ‘Mister’ sparked many reflections. The Moon has intermittently been treated as male or female, by poets. A beautiful woman is equated to the Moon. But, in a romantic situation, the Moon is male, and moonlight is female — perhaps the mindset of treating women as reflection of a man.Not to forget that the Moon itself emits reflected light.

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