I RUSHED HOME

Six of us from Quad 8
in our Kissimmee Village
sat beneath the sky
and watched the full moon rise —
right before our very eyes!

 

One widow and
one woman
whose husband has dementia —
and two happily married couples.

 

We all saw the same moon —
each one of us with his and her own thoughts
about the moon and sky —
about the world in which we live.

 

I beheld that moon again
this morning —
and I’ve rushed home to tell you.

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