The cool evening breeze
Dogs barking
Frogs chirping
The shadowy, looming treeline in the distance
The sound of church bells, somewhere far away
And the ever faithful, loving glow of the moon
Like a warm hug, like a mother's embrace
She calls out to my heart,
"Come, follow me! "
She's guiding me home
YOU ARE READING
To the Stars Who Listen...
PoetryA small collection of poems I've written I'm better at writing poetry than stories anyway, so I hope you like it If you're reading this, remember that the moon loves you and will always watch over you. Everything will be okay in the end.
