Look the moon is rising
Battered face still glows
While she hasn’t light of her own
She reflects what she is given
See that shadow of geese
Flying in her face, wheeling
Through clouds, and speaking of clouds
Why would they hide her
Let us stay and bear witness
To her faithfulness
As she hangs in the dark
This night as though
It is the only night and we
Are the only ones she smiles on
Let us feel the last drop
Of the suns heat shining on the moon
Feel the breeze move on the steady
Flap of wings as they blow
Cloudy mists across our faces
Leaving us breathless
In shadow

NaPoMo 20 2012 Poetic Asides Prompt: Title your poem “Let’s” and fill in the blank