Smile I see in the sky
I mirror back
every single time.
Never have I looked up and frowned
or wished they’d take that incessant light down.
The stars dance all around,
thousands of miles
I sing along inside as they whisper by
each with their own unique styles.
As the darkened treetops block my view
little windows branches make, so I can see You.
I was born when the Moon was growing
and now she tells me about who I am
when she is dark or even when she’s showing.
Her pregnancy of light
this waxing Moon
a reflection of many promises
of birthing, of blooms.

Photo credit: https://www.moonglow.com/blogs/shoot-for-the-moon-blog/moon-phase-personality-descriptions (I was born on a waxing gibbous moon. Here’s a link to a photo of an art piece I did about the Half-Moon, waxing gibbous: https://anitalorraine.files.wordpress.com/2019/05/screen-shot-2019-05-30-at-12.15.04-pm.png )