And the moon, it followed me home

Hey now. Hope your winter holiday season is going well. Here’s a little change of pace for you. An experiment, if you will. A little while ago, my brother-in-law began a blog of his own. A place to begin expressing his own creative outlets. He asked if I could help him with illustrations for some of his work. So I started doodling. Here is the first of…hm, I don’t know. Here’s drawing one (up there), inspired by my bro’s poem (down here):

And the moon, it followed me home

by Gary Oversen

I fell asleep on the way, coming home from the game.

I gazed up to see I wasn’t alone.

For this time, I would say, that my mind was to blame.

And the moon, it followed me home.

I was sure I could bare, the thought that it might scare.

But I’d hoped it wouldn’t take that tone.

It just winks and it glows, but there’s something it knows.

And the moon, it followed me home.

I just can’t shake its path; Will I feel it’s great wrath?

It seems to be there wherever I roam.

Keep in mind, I was nine. Now I understand why.

And the moon, it followed me home.

I survived, that whole time. With that white ball up high.

I started to comfort in all it’s great glow.

For as long as it’s alive, thank God, then so am I.

And the moon, it followed me home.

Check out his blog for more of his work. Happy New Year, kiddos!

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