![]() MoonchildA Poem by Shayla SayerA moonchild sits, so lonesome On a swingset in a park nearby Deserted"it is Scary"it should be But he shines with a lunar glow. A light that emanates from inside Frightening all nightmares away When sleep eludes me I travel not so very far To swing beside a moonchild And ask about the meaning of life. His answer always changes From one night to the next But I always listen To all he has to say … One night I went to the park But it was so very scary" Nightmares lurked in the trees And a moonchild wasn’t there. I swung so lonesome Until a child came to swing beside me And ask about the meaning of life And suddenly… I wasn’t so lonely anymore. © 2011 Shayla SayerReviews
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3 Reviews Added on May 5, 2011 Last Updated on May 5, 2011 Author![]() Shayla SayerFontana, CAAbouti love to write. i have been penning down my feelings since i was 13. in my own opinion, writing is sort of like love and wine--it only gets better with age. more..Writing
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