Kissed By The Moon

• Anne Kenwery, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2014

The moon dazzled in the vast night sky,
it simmers under the pressure of the stars.
Time waits ahead of me,
I greet the moon peacefully.
The moon stares down at me with a sparkle and a shine
As I lay on the overgrown grass of the park.
I gaze back at the moon and grin widely.
The moon’s light reflected in my eyes.
The light pecked my cheek warmly,
it felt like a butterfly’s wing fluttering softly on my face.
It was warm like melted butter.
I felt a tickle and a pinch,
but it was pleasant.