Moon-Lover by Robert William Service

II

I have a compact to commune
A monthly midnight with the Moon;
Into its face I stare and stare,
And find sweet understanding there.

As quiet as a toad I sit
And tell my tale of days to it;
The tessellated yarn I've spun
In thirty spells of star and sun.

And the Moon listens pensively,
As placid as a lamb to me;
Until I think there's just us two
In silver world of mist and dew.

In all of spangled space, but I
To stare moon-struck into the sky;
Of billion beings I alone
To praise the Moon as still as stone.

And seal a bond between us two,
Closer than mortal ever knew;
For as mute masses I intone
The Moon is mine and mine alone.

(full poem)

Lightning Man!

So one Wednesday evening at church, Melissa gave me a heads up about something her son, Parker, had up his sleeve. You see - her kids are crazy about superheroes. Seriously crazy about them - all of them. And they, being imaginative kids, create their own. Well, it seems Parker had created this beautiful masterpiece and dubbed him "Lightning Man."

And so, through various circumstances, he decided to ask me to help him make the costume. But, you see, Parker is pretty crazy shy. It took the poor kid all evening long to work up the courage to attempt to talk to me. Not even a regular conversation with him could draw out those words... He circled around the fellowship hall, getting ever closer and closer, and not able to do it. He even tried to write a note and pass it to me. Alas, no luck. So he followed me down the hallway to the church, still trying to ask. But by then I was surrounded by other intimidating adults! So I came back out to "get more water" and he managed to do it. He asked me to help him. And so, Wednesday night, we did. He even consented to let Christian, who was also already up at the church, give us a hand.

Perfection:

Dreaming of...

My Flock Grew Today

Breakfast

This:

Became this:

A Letter

Dear Aisling,

Please don't puke on my bed in the wee hours of the morning again. You should maybe try eating your food slower - I think your tummy would feel better then. No one is going to take your food away from you - we are afraid of you beastly teeth and claws during your meal times.

So please. Don't do it again. I didn't enjoy it, and I know you didn't either.

Love,
Elizabeth