The Theft of the Bright Moon

I take for granted the bright Moon
The way I do the Sun’s clear day
And should I find that someday soon
The Moon gets lost or towed away
Or popped above like a balloon,
Would I regret it couldn’t stay?

Linked to Saturday’s Image Write #5.
Image prompt by korinrochelle.

Author: Frank Hubeny

I enjoy walking, poetry and short prose as well as taking pictures with my phone.

6 thoughts on “The Theft of the Bright Moon”

    1. What made me think of this poem is that I probably wouldn’t even notice the Moon was gone if someone stole it since I don’t look at it unless it pops out at me in the sky.

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