You hang the moon
she whispered
when I am happy
you kiss my nose
times I’m scared
you chase away the goblins
and when I want a little love
you hang the moon
that is some kind of magic trick
she whispered
You hang the moon
she whispered
when I am happy
you kiss my nose
times I’m scared
you chase away the goblins
and when I want a little love
you hang the moon
that is some kind of magic trick
she whispered
your big sis writes clever letters, your brother writes clever snarky letters, your little sis spells out words with wooden blocks, but you are the only poet in the family.