I can never find the big dipper
The little dipper escapes me too
It's not that I live in the city
Orion's Belt is easy to view
The moon goes through it's monthly cycle
As mine moves me gentle and true
Poets write sonnets and verse to la lune
I write in honor of you
Many women decry your great power
Afraid the gods have conspired
In tune with the song singing through me
Energies awake I create am inspired
For you not very much longer
Remember when the moon's in your view
Stars light the sky with some sparkle
But the moon glows only for you
April 4, 2009
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