Night Moon

by Carly Larson

Together, they watch the night moon.

I only live after I see night fly.

Her whisper is like dream,
like the water on gorgeous sky.

She came into the rose garden
in color and beauty.

Now brother moon flew in time
and he never was in a wild cloud garden.

My sister saw two friends in peace
whisper "bye" to the light blue sky.

Up on a dream was a blue tiger butterfly.

Magic day always is here with rainbow joy.

The moon flew over the silent forest
in song to blue winter sea.