Moonchild, a poem by Chyrel J. Jackson at Spillwords.com

Moonchild

Moonchild

written by: Chyrel J. Jackson

 

Hello, round-faced girl with the prickly hair.
You are my greatest joy.
When I think of you, a thousand perfectly shaped
moons come to mind.
I am recalling your smile;
Lighting up my life, just like the moon illuminates
a dark and somber sky.
You’re a very old soul. Your wisdom far exceeds
your years.
Tell me, have you been here before?
We are extended selves sharing in joy, feeling
each other’s pain.
You are my heart’s delight.
You are one perfectly shaped moon illuminating
my life.

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