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Sara War

La Luna

As the sun leaves my sight,

The moon will set up her stage.

With the stars and planets

as her backup dancers.

I remember at night,

I would sit on a child stool,

With my pigtails and stuffed animals,

Wrapped up in a blanket,

And I’d watch her

as she rose into the spotlight.

And even as I grew,

I stopped watching her concerts as often,

She still shines brightly

on the billions of people below her.

I wonder if she knows

of all the songs, movies, books

That are all about her,

how people imagine her character,

There are even some that say

she’s in love with the sun.

I wonder how she feels

about angels, or clouds, even stars,

Or maybe the moon is simply, just a moon.


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