Morning Moonlight
A sonnet
Dec 12, 2020
The sun was chasing the moon this morning,
Silvery sliver of a crescent moon.
The rising sun, colors clouds, adorning,
The moons brilliance, not yet dimming, but soon.
Transfixed mid-step while quickly walking down,
Front stairs. Some force causes movement to freeze.
Moon chalice mirrors the sun’s golden crown.
Our…
