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A Birthday With Moon And The Lady Grace
RVS (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

A Birthday With Moon And The Lady Grace

Come on, hurry up, and let us walk to the moon,
I know his language and I can talk to the moon,
Moon has promised to come on the earth,
Tonight you'll see my art and my worth,
Come on Grand Pa with the Lady Grace,
Moon wants to see her lovely face.
Moon is my friend and he asked one day,
Sweet little girl on your coming birthday,
With your help let me make a moon light way,
On the day in person I shall come and play,
With you, your family and the Lady Grace,
From skies I have seen her beautiful face,

Press my clothes as you press your own,
Dress my hairs as you dress your own,
Medicine, that stops the leaking of noses,
My toy piano and a bouquet of roses
I do not want these shoes and shirt,
A high heel sandal and a pink skirt,
Color of ribbon should be shocking pink,
My silky hairs should have a kink,
Sun goggles, it's a bright moonlight!
A bag on the shoulder, a charming delight,
Colors of stockings a shocking contrast,
To moon I shall go with a beauty blast.

Follow me Lady Grace, follow me my dear,
Walk able distance, not far, too near,
Hand in my hand, please walk with grace,
Moon wants to see your lovely face.
Father you will carry my birthday cake,
Honey sweet sister the candles you may take,
Brother, please carry the basket of snacks,
Mother, please take the sweets from the rack,
Grand Pa, please carry dry fruits in a bag,
And an empty basket for keeping the rag,
We shall not pollute the moonlight way,
Venus will be making a video of the clay,
I think we are ready let us move to the moon,
My friend is waiting since late afternoon.

(Happy Birthday to my sweet granddaughter Heya born on 21st February,2007)

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Comments (5)

Life is so lonely for every one on earth....but loneliness isn't something to be shunned or afraid of; it's rather a possible catalylist for a more purposeful and engaging life and an avenue for heightened self-awareness and maturity, thing that i see in your poem: We try to fill our time, and you fill your time writing poems full of maturity, goodness, reality, current problems, succeeeding thus to play the modern tune over the keyboard of tradition. Lastly, solitude is delicious in the years of maturity, giving you a lot of possibilities, isn't it? , A great write!
Everybody on earth has to face this gaping hole in some way or other. Very truly we are forced to live with it but can never be healed as some poeople think...... very well depicted fact.
Very good thoughts well expressed here. Read mine - Everybody Has Had Somebody - Adeline
Sadly most of us experience brokenness in one form or another. Another great write well done
What I believe gets broken is the ability to leap fearlessly as we once did when we were young. In that turning finding different ways to love...as Ghandi put it.....Be the change you want to see in the world. No reason one loss can't inspire another's gain.