April’s full moon is the Pink Moon
And for a spell, it did look pink.
Friday evening the moon sang a song of light to the trees
It quickly rose as if a gust of wind was pushing it
Gradually it was free from the last branch flying high into the sky
But the most amazing thing about the moonlight, as it rose higher and higher, then through the living room window the shafts of moonlight sang a song; to which my heart cried out in wonder.
From my world to your heart,