Take Her to the Moon For Me


Kate Arancon, Poet

I wanted to give her the moon.

The glowing yellow light

loomed large,

surrounded by an ethereal glow.

She looks at the moon,

like how I look at her.

Such beauty,

how it gleams,

while everything else is darkness.

Though I couldn’t give her the moon

she may fulfill her wish,

it may not be with me,

but it would be with you.

Take her to the moon for me.