Man in the Moon

Man in the Moon

A Poem by LaMyron
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somewhat lyrical

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Remember when we'd drive around to nowhere?
We both liked the way the city lights would flare.
Remember when I made you rhubarb pie at night?
We both liked the taste and fought the last bite.

Daddy, I'm giving my heart back to the moon
I'm so sorry I stole it from you too soon
I want you to hold it, please don't let it fall
This world is big and I'm feeling small

Remember when you used to tuck me in?
And I'd reach up to kiss your stubbly skin
Remember going to our house on the lake?
where I'd roll into you when I would wake

Mother's hands are tied, but she won't know what to do
Your little girl is falling, still falling, though you never knew.
We don't look for bridges, but we both like drawing maps
Your little girl is falling, still falling, for the same traps.

Daddy, I'm giving my heart back to the moon
I'm so sorry I stole it from you too soon
I want you to hold it, please don't let it fall
This world is big and I'm feeling small.

Now I'm making ginger snaps and brewing honey tea
I'm tuning strings I can't play so he'll come visit me.
And after all the dreams we share, before my moon died
It's him I want to roll into when I roll awake and cry.

Daddy, I'm giving my heart back to the moon
I'm so sorry I stole it from you too soon
I want you to hold it, please don't let it fall.
This world is big and I'm feeling so very small.

© 2012 LaMyron


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Added on September 9, 2012
Last Updated on September 10, 2012
Tags: poetry, grief, love, youth, father

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LaMyron
LaMyron

WA



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Recent Cornell graduate currently living in Washington state. Developing poet. I particularly love lyrical, verse, and formatted poetry. Seeking feedback, constructive critique, and referral to rec.. more..

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