Wednesday, September 18, 2013

I see the moon ...

Via
And the moon sees me.
Under the shade of the old oak tree.
Please let the light that shines on me
Shine on the ones I love.

Over the rivers, over the sea,
Here with my love's where I'm longing to be.
Please let the light that shines on me
Shine on the ones I love.

The bright full moon heavy in the sky always reminds me of my mother's love. Radiant. Eternal. And fierce. This song, the version I remember, reminds me of flying along in a shiny blue car, the bright light of the moon shining in through the windows, and me, listening to my mother's voice. Night all.

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