The Moon

The moon filled the night sky with her beauty.

She shined with warmth and grace and the stars were always happy for her company.

They looked to her for guidance.

They looked to her for strength.

They looked to her for compassion.

They looked to her for friendship.

They loved her.

One day the stars noticed her waning.

Their hearts ached.

They did all they could to help her to continue to smile on the world.

The moon was strong, her glow bright and beautiful but each day her radiance faded.

An eclipse happened.

The stars wept in the night sky, empty without her glow.

Then they noticed a miraculous thing.

The sea continued to swell; to rise and fall.

Tides turned and the stars knew the moon’s presence wasn’t gone from the world.

She’d always be with them.

 

 

I wrote this poem for Collette Mooney, a dearly loved family friend who passed away at the end of 2010. I read this at her funeral. She is missed.

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