Talking To The Moon
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Skye Ross, Grade 8
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Poetry
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2019
At night when the stars start lighting my way
I’m sitting in my room looking towards the moon
Hoping to speak to you
To help with the pain
You’re not there to speak with me
So at times when I’m in need of you
I start to talk into the night
Knowing that the moon rests above to hear me
I know that you can’t speak with me so
I sit there talking to the moon
He tells me about the stars and the late night scars
And I tell him about you and the night time tears
Then I must say goodbye to my night-long friend
As I once did to you
You are the cause of my twilight conversations
At night I sit there talking to the moon