Beneath the madness of the Moon
\nby cricketjeff on December 8, 2009.\u00a0 \u00a9 Jeff Green, All rights reserved
\nI remember I first saw her through a storm of shooting stars
\nThat were charging through the heavens like magnificent hussars
\nBut I didn’t see their beauty, couldn’t tell you how they blazed;
\nWhen she flashed her eyes towards me all of nature was erased.
\nThough the days that I was with her always ended far too soon,
\nI am happy that we loved beneath the madness of the Moon.<\/p>\n
Summer days we walked on hillsides, picking daisies by the stream,
\nMaking chains of love to bind us in a never ending dream.
\nSpent the evenings rowing gently, getting nowhere on the lake,
\nTill we landed on the island where I chained her to the stake.
\nIn a prison made of fancy summer nights were done too soon,
\nI am happy that we loved beneath the madness of the Moon.<\/p>\n
On a golden Autumn evening, we had kissed for many hours,
\nAnd I’d covered her with petals plucked from Summer’s final flowers.
\nThere were melodies within me she had shown me how to sing
\nAnd I knelt before her shyly, with a flashing diamond ring.
\nIn her eyes I saw her loving, though she called me her buffoon,
\nI am happy that we loved beneath the madness of the Moon.<\/p>\n
We were married after Christmas, in the January snow,
\nAnd the stars that introduced us celebrated with a show.
\nAll our honeymoon was frozen, so we spent a week indoors
\nAnd the noises from the bedroom weren’t the customary snores.
\nWe played chase in fits of giggles like a monkey or baboon,
\nI am happy that we loved beneath the madness of the Moon.<\/p>\n
Over years we raised our children to appreciate the night,
\nDarkness showed them all it’s wonder, didn’t fill their minds with fright.
\nNever mind if it was starry or a crashing thunderstorm
\nWe were happy as we cuddled and we kept each other warm.
\nShe would smile her silver crescent, when she thought it opportune,
\nI am happy that we loved beneath the madness of the Moon.<\/p>\n
Now I still sit here beside her, we can never be apart,
\nThrough the few years’ I’ve remaining she will nestle in my heart.
\nI am happy by this river where her ashes came to rest,
\nIn this world of lovely ladies I was married to the best.
\nThough I’m ready for the ending it will be here far too soon
\nBut I’m happy that we loved beneath the madness of the Moon<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Beneath the madness of the Moon by cricketjeff on December 8, 2009.\u00a0 \u00a9 Jeff Green, All rights reserved I remember I first saw her through a storm of shooting stars That were charging through the heavens like magnificent hussars But I didn’t see their beauty, couldn’t tell you how they blazed; When she flashed her […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":9694,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-4302","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/4302","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4302"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/4302\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7205,"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/4302\/revisions\/7205"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/9694"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4302"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}