MOONLIGHT By ... Steve Lucky

              MOONLIGHT
          By ... Steve Lucky

The moon cast a faint and gentle glow
While she deseperately searched for the path leading out.
Her movement was beginning to slow.
After catching her breath, she gave a loud shout.
Not even the animals gave a reply
As she pushed a few branches aside.
Without the sun on which to rely,
Moonlight was her only guide.
Hours later she came across
The path that would take her home.
For the journey she was her own boss
Anywhere she decided to roam.
Hours later she came across
The path to take her home.
At last came the light of dawn
Enouraging her to continue on.

Copyright 2001, Steve Lucky