A poem about the loss of a friend. Looking through posts I saw that I promised to post this poem at a later date but got busy and forgot.
I Couldn’t Find the Moon
I couldn’t find the moon tonight;
It hid behind the clouds.
I cried, thinking of you and how
You loved to watch it rise.
I searched
As crickets sang,
And the soft wind danced to their song.
But I couldn’t find the moon tonight,
Just a few, sparse -spaced stars.
I stood there in the parking lot
As I do every night.
My head turned toward the sky,
I searched for you in the moonlight.
But I couldn’t find the moon tonight,
Though last eve’n it was full and clear.
I sought in vain
To see you there,
Watching me down here.
I couldn’t find the moon tonight,
But still, I could feel you.
It’s not just in the evening time,
or in the moon,
that I see you.
