Yesterday evening felt like spring. The kids and I played in the backyard until the moon came up.
Just before I called everyone inside, my son wanted me to watch him pinch the moon. I caught this picture:
It inspired me to write this…
Last night I stole the moon
and hid it in my pocket.
I found the pathway leading home
and did my best to walk it.
But night was thick about my face.
I stumbled with each try.
So I returned my pocket-moon
to light me from the sky.
Have you ever caught the moon?