MOONLIGHT ON THE WATER
© By: Richard L. King
From the book Nice & Naughty
His imagination, working overtime, conjures up a vision,
could it be a dream, or perhaps a premonition?
Watching from the shoreline, not a cloud in the sky,
reflections of the moon create a sparkle in her eye.
Waves crashing to the shore, she lets out a passionate sigh
slipping back into the shadows, each knowing precisely why.
……To the faintest mist of salty air, slowly he awakens,
lying there alone, could he have been mistaken?
Could a dream so beautiful, leave him this severely shaken,
punishment possibly,,, for the liberties his mind had taken?
An endless wave of florescence, not a cloud in the sky,
the full moon reflecting as he breathes a mournful sigh.
His imagination, working overtime, conjured up a vision,
was it all a dream, or perhaps a premonition?
Gramps use’ta say
About: Life’s Lessons
“Ignorance ain’t something ya learn,
lots a folks jist come by it natural like.”