The Moon Said This ~ A Poem

The moon said this

When she called me out

Out to where she could see me with her one bright eye

When she called me out

For forgetting our date

For not bringing flowers

For not telling her how beautiful she is

When she called me out

For inattention to her trickling silver over the Earth, touching her sister with fingers of light

For ignorance of her fine chorus of crickets, making a song of longing for each other

For insensitivity to her awakening tiny heartbeats in the grass of the night

The moon said this

When She called me out:

I forgive you

She said:

I forgive you