It 12:01 am I sit here alone listing to the quiet sky as the owl's wake and the bluebirds sleep
I sit here looking at the bright-dark sky above looking at the stars that look so close to touching and all you have to do is reach hand above but sadly you'll never reach as some are 4.3 light years away
I sit here looking at the closer light the moon smiling at the man and the moon smile back at me
I sit here alone knowing the man is moon who 238,900 mi is my only friend
3 days is all it would take
I sit here wondering about all the children stories that have the kids trying to climb to the moon
I lay where I once sat looking at the man in the moon staring at the stars and listing to the owl awake
It 12:03
Two minutes
I lay here thinking of the all the different times
All the different time for children
Some barely going to bed while others wait to do that horror of going to bed till a later time
And the ones
Who is waking up running smiling to there mom and dad yelling at them to wake up to the ones who are wishing they could back to bed dreaming for it all to go back to it used to be
12:01 when the owls awake looking at the stars above reaching for stars looking for a shooting star while the man in the moon looks down upon up from 238,900 mi
I lay here looking at the man in the moon slowly close my eyes as I see a shooting star wishing for the man in the moon my father would come back soon
