micropoem for the day: night skies

I woke up this morning thinking about night skies. How they spread out before us and give us a sense of wonder. Now that brings a large hmmm to my mind. I am not one of those people who go out and spend a lot of time out in the open looking, and perhaps studying, the night sky. But maybe I will start. Like the old fellow said, “It’s never too late.” And his wife said, “Better late than never.”

blue moons, harvest moons,
full moons and moon pies,
a moon for every season