Moon gazing always brings back happy memories with my daughter when she was 2 years old, blond curly hair, in her pink PJ's. Each evening before bedtime I would hold in her my arms, look out of the window and ask if she could see the moon. Those times when we couldn't see it, she would say "No Moon, no Moon". Funny how the little things stay with you isn't it?
In a world where all that ever stays the same is change, the Moon remains.
|Look Up, What do you see? All of you and all of me.....REM