The moon is beautiful every night
If I do mention, it lights us
all day long, all night long
Below his head bends over
there will be a pile of cigarettes
a pile of thoughts with no conclusion
He always goes “check this out”
as he lets me put my head up
Surely he’s got many conclusions before
and he’s got even bigger arms to hold
all the different conclusions and all the wrongs
The moon is beautiful every moment
as it laughs, cries, and begs to us
And, I like to
listen to the stories
he brings into my life
And, I don’t mind
the smokes
there won’t be any conclusions
At least, we know
the moon is beautiful tonight
Gifted to a friend born in October