The Man in the Moon

Before the dawn,
it was just us.
Me and the Man in moon.

Together we wait.

We wait for the sun to greet the day.
We wait for the world to wake.

Together we dance.

Me in my seat
to the music playing in my ear buds.
The man in the moon dances
in the dark sky
to the chirping of the crickets
in the trees.

It’s beautiful this time of day.
The stillness and quiet.
It’s calm.

So why don’t we sleep?
Why does he call to me?
I suppose it doesn’t matter.

When he calls,
I wake.
When he dances,
I dance.

Together we await the sun.
Just me and the man in the moon.

©2019 Brooke Lee

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