old pal

she was a moon

i was the little girl who believed it followed me


she was glamour, love and comedy

but ever evolving

crescent or full - i remained unaware


her company was comfort and reassurance

compassion and love


but the moon said goodnight

and i was not ready for an evening kiss


goodnight kisses were reoccurring

until the little girl realised that

she was following the moon


and for the little girl,

this was her final goodnight.

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