I’ve always found it comforting that the night sky is a constant. No matter what (depending on it’s phase, of course) the moon will rise. And, no matter where you are, you can see it. It’s comforting to me that I can be in Colorado and viewing the same moon as my family in Missouri. It makes the world seem a little smaller, loved ones closer. I think of this often at night while dreaming of my girl. I found this poem by Tom Fisher that shares my thoughts.
A Moonbeam
Take a glimpse into the sky
And if a moonbeam hits your eye
Follow it back to whence it came
And dream of a child who'll bear your name.
A little one may look right back
And follow a beam along it's track
And see a mother awaiting the day
In who’s arms forever to stay.
Tom Fisher
2 comments:
What a beautiful poem, and such an awesome meaning behind the nickname!
- Melissa/May DTC Group
I glad you liked the poem. Good luck on your journey.
Tom Fisher
tafisher@sbcglobal.net
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