Beauty of the Night

Once only, and in a dream

To wander in – the – beauty – of – the – night – sky

To become one with the stars

With tenderness to vanish

Into the endless night

To feel the rain fall soft

In the milky moonlight

As we laugh and whisper

Our secrets, as two old

Friends do – me and the Moon

We travel, this friend and I

All night – cheerful the

Sky timeless – we would fly

From light – years away

So frightening and wonderful

At night’s end she leaves me

Back at my room

While she as rain and wind

Floats back to wander

In – the – beauty – of – the – night – sky

This dream – my sweet friend

The Moon

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Reality and I have quarrelled. This is where I go so he can't find me, my Other Place. Here I can spin my Fancies and Fiction, as I wander among the Stars and listen as they whisper their secret to the moon. My name is Annie, I am lovely and lonely and I belong deeply to myself. I love cats, listening to the blues, the mountains more than the beach, being lazy, writing my fancies and fiction and I also love to crochet. That's me and this is my Other Place.

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