The supermoon

The supermoon was out there,
was out there through the night.
The supermoon was out there,
sending down its light.

It brightened all the things here,
it lit the wild cat’s way,
it showed her where her next meal hid
while she in hunger lay.

The supermoon was out there,
was out there late that night,
was out there for your wishes,
may darkness turn to light.

And if you missed the supermoon
just come along with me,
we’ll worship another supermoon
before we are history.

© 2013 Marlon de Souza. All rights reserved.

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