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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