ㅤㅤSOMETHING ABOUT THE MOONㅤㅤㅤ
'there's something i like about the moon, 'he thought. 'it's so far away from here, but it's still there — always up in the sky above us. 'as he glanced outside, he saw the moon. 'and it's so beautiful.'
the full moon was revealing itself to the half-hour night. it cast a glow over his room, fliting the space. he shivered as a light breeze blew in. looking from outside to inside, he had a thought. 'if i could, i'd be like that moon, 'he thought him self. 'i want to be as comforting and as true as the moon. i want to be up in the sky for people, always present, just there.'
'there's something i like about the moon, 'he thought. 'it's so far away from here, but it's still there — always up in the sky above us. 'as he glanced outside, he saw the moon. 'and it's so beautiful.'
the full moon was revealing itself to the half-hour night. it cast a glow over his room, fliting the space. he shivered as a light breeze blew in. looking from outside to inside, he had a thought. 'if i could, i'd be like that moon, 'he thought him self. 'i want to be as comforting and as true as the moon. i want to be up in the sky for people, always present, just there.'