The light of day slowly fading away. I took a walk around my inner garden this evening. The day has been one of our hottest. Approaching the 8 o clock mark.. I open all the doors to let the balmy night breeze filter through . Within seconds the sun disappears . Squinting my eye , there high up in the sky . Mr. moon was showing just a little quarter of himself.
Moon distance to the earth 250985 miles
age moon 2.6 days
moon phase size of moon increases
percentage visable 7%
|Actual moon.- (courtesy) during these last 2 days.|
There is 10yrs difference between me and my sister. She being the eldest. Went to bed later than me. Being only the two of us. I suppose you can say, I was a little spoilt, but much loved too. I didn't like to go to bed alone.
My mother always had trouble getting me to sleep. I would not sleep, unless she lay down beside me. I would lie there calling her name, until she came upstairs to tell me stories about the moon
My poor mum.. I must have drove her crazy.)
The moon often shining brightly through the curtain of my bedroom. She would tell me such wonderful stories.
Of the fairies , that lived in the woods near to us. How they would come to visit and rearrange the curtains, while we slept, and dance to the light of the moon. How they played with my toys and put them back where they were. Slowly I would slip off to sleep and travel to never never land.
I had a magical childhood. Doting parents - Love was abundant in our home.
As I was growing up, mum and I would often talk about my childhood and tell me all these stories. Still held close to my heart.
I remember these stories when i see the moon. I feel a warmth about me.! As though she was with me here right in the room.
My children arrived, and magical tales to far off places I told them. Of the fairies and the goblins , in the fairies in their finest silk of gowns, and how, like the fairies from my childhood they danced gaily to under the light of the moon.
Then my grandchildren. We have spent many a night awake, me telling them moonlight and fairy tales of old. Craving for more, i would see their little eyes close and they too travelled to never never land. I would fall asleep next to them- counting my blessings and saying goodnight to mr.moon.
Maybe you too have some stories to tell. There is a child within us all. I am sure you will agree.
I see the moon
The moon sees me
God bless the moon
And god bless me.