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Looking At The Moon
Looking At The Moon
Years ago a lonely child
Looked up to the moon and smiled
The secrets and marvels it might have held
A world beautiful, yet to be unveiled
A silent prayer escaped her lips
For a friend, a protector
To remain her guide, her sole anchor
When empty questions did plague her
Years later, she looked up again
Tears cascading down reddened cheeks
He still glowed, serene and calm
A soothing reassurance in her alarm
They walked together arm in arm
Two pairs of eyes weaving a shared dream
He sang to her under a moonlit night
His bright, brilliance in tune with her delight
Her little angel cooed in her embrace
On his restless nights, she pointed to a face
A pleasant radiance beaming by the stars
To guide him when she may be too far
She sang him songs of love and joy
Promises of hope, darkness and light
When things go wrong and its hard to stay strong
Look up and remember, cold nights do not last too long
