As the brilliant golden sun left our bright winter day

The moon rose rapidly in the east….Sun and Moon sending their whispering light over our farm

As I watched the sun sink very quickly in the west, darkness speedily filling the land

The moon gently entered a shadowed colored cloud

The air shivering as I watched

The lovely old Man in the Moon

radiates white and silver

glimmering moonbeams —

like a chorus of angels in the heavens.

From my world to your heart,

Linda