I wake from sleep and hitch a ride <br /> Upon a moonbeam passing by <br /> Where shall I go I can’t decide <br />no matter how hard I may try. <br /> <br />I am content to simply glide <br /> and go wherever moon beams go. <br />Dark city streets where shadows hide <br />the shameful secrets which they know. <br /> <br />Along slate roof tops wet with rain <br /> my faithful moon beam carries me. <br />Far out to sea and back again <br />there is so much for me to see. <br /> <br />When morning comes I’m back in bed. <br /> My mother says it was a dream <br /> but I just smile and nod my head. <br />Tonight I’ll catch a new moon beam. <br /> <br />29-Apr-08<br /><br />ivor or ivor.e hogg<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-go-where-moonbeams-go/
