
an August full moon
stirring childhood memories
red paper lanterns
both grieving and cherishing
a life all but forgotten

an August full moon
stirring childhood memories
red paper lanterns
both grieving and cherishing
a life all but forgotten

alone with the wind
voices across the water
carrying me home

a super blue moon
a childhood walking alone
so far from there now
no regrets or bitterness
just gratitude for each step

through the window screen
the scent of English tea rose
many birthdays past

hello my old friend
always watching over me
walking home alone