Last night I looked up at the moon. She was hanging low in the sky- big, but I only saw one half of her. She was orange like a pumpkin.
I wondered if she thinks only a portion of herself is present? Or is she aware that the other half of her is with her just invisible to the naked eye?
Her color was loud as to say, "Look at me world!"
She had a message for me, I could read it in her mood. I stared at her for a minute and great joy filled my heart.
Who knew the moon has moods.