The little boy stared at the moon,

there was something about it that made him feel giddy,

Mommy said not to stare too long,

that it brings out urges that should be kept within,

but tonight the little boy couldn’t look away,

as the moon shone a sound he had never heard before came out of him,

suddenly he could hear everything, see so clear,

suddenly he felt big, strong, and free,

and just as suddenly he saw torches and forks in the distance.


Tale Weaver 116 – The Moon




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