It's a beautiful evening;
To be gazing at the moon.
Finding it's dimples
And swimming in craters.
It's dance partner is setting
To a symphony of crickets.
And here am I;
Bathing in its light.
Firmly planted on this earth.
Dear Diary, It has been far too long since I last wrote within your pages and so, with classic obligation, I am here to update you on ...
