Coming to town…

If she hadn’t gone into the woods
she might have missed the Moon
the biggest one, a singular event
of a decade
If she hadn’t stepped out the door
and heard the frogs and crickets
There would have been no serenade
and they appreciated her applause
as if they were waiting for her–house lights flickered, intermission is over…
The Moon was the spotlight
and the curtain of clouds parted stage left
It was one night in a decade
and she didn’t want to miss it

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