Exceptional A childhood fear made right Mr. Moon by Katiemae1977 🌖 writing prompt entry

I dared to walk this moonlit night remembering my days gone past  when Mr. Moon gave me a fright as I lay watching on the grass.   His face upon the cold white sphere  was big, and booming was his voice. And when he spoke I quaked with fear as in his spell I had no choice.   I can't recall the words he used  or why he chose to speak to me  The memory is so confused  I hoped this walk would set me free.   I dared look up and turn my gaze but look I did, and through some clouds the moon was cloaked in milky haze It's beauty decked in ivory shrouds.   "Oh, Mr moon!" I said aloud "Your beauty reigns this solemn night I do beseech please make me proud and take from me this wretched fright."   A silence split the midnight air and peaceful crickets chirped their tune I offered up a simple prayer An ode to praise the quiet moon.   And now I walk this wond'rous night A smile upon my aging face  There's finally no more raging fright  'neath Mr. Moon's redeeming grace     Writing Prompt Write a poem of any type about the moon. Any type of writing except for prose is permitted. Recognized Author Notes A true story. I used to lay on the grass in my yard while the moon talked to me. I used to refer to it as movies in the sky Still a bit traumatized, I'm having trouble looking at the photo I choose

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