173–Grandmother Moon

grandmother has always
meant the moon to me
having lost my human
ancestors early in my
childhood i could always
hear that voice of wisdom
from that bright
light in my lonely nights

now that i have become this
bright moon i realize how
easy it is to love the
tiny ones who bask in
your light during the
lonely nights and talk
to you in stumbling sentences
or early on in the gibberish
that means so much to their
tiny beings it feels so
right to be this related
to Grandmother Moon.
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