Grafton Globe Newspaper
Winter 2020 Edition
I am a wild Moon Child,
I am sneaky and crafty, a trickster they call me. And when I am caught please know, The moon made me do it. I dance with the thunder, I cry with the rain, I howl with my brothers a grand old tune, But only to my sweet Moon, Which can only be heard in the fall of the night. I race with the wind, I dance with stars, I sing with the oceans. But only in the shadows. In the sun, I am someone else. I am forced to smile when I don’t want to, I am forced to cry when I wish not to. I hate the shining light, that others just love. How in the sun they grow tall, they grow tall of hate, They grow tall of greed, and I feel small, very small. But in the night, in all it’s glory, I dance, I laugh, I party. My hair’s a mess, my clothes are rags, my eyes ablaze, And I simply could care less. No one knows this me, and they might be surprised to see, How I am the lead wolf of my own pack. I howl, I scratch, I bite, I scream, with all of my might, But only in the night. And I can guarantee you I am happy, I feel love and peace with myself. For I am a wild Moon Child.
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