One night the moon shone down on me,
As I sat upon the sand at water's edge.
She asked, for the Moon is a lady,
"Why do you sit here all alone?"
I replied, "I love someone very far away."
"Then tell her," the Moon said, gently.
I shook my head, as a cloud crossed
The sky, and the face, of the caring moon.
"I cannot," said I, head bowed.
"Duty binds me here too far away."
A chill wind crossed the water,
And, I shivered, with cold and loss.
Warm Moon spoke, "My light will speak for you.
i will shine down outside her home each night,
With poems and messages of love you send,
So, she, seeing me, will think of you."
I asked, "How will she ever know, that,
Your silver beams are messages of love,
Sent by a humble poet?" I asked in doubtr.
Moon smiled brightly at my lack of faith.
"She will know," sweet Moon replied,
"She already knows my beams are love.
until now she did not know from whom."
One night the Moon, said this to me.
Donovan Baldwin
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