Moon Path

Nae's Nest —  July 22, 2012 — 2 Comments

Why can’t stardust be sprinkled on my path, that I may follow?

I have always cared, I’ve been a believer

I’ve never caused any trouble

Why can’t I put the moon in my pocket, that I may wear it?

An antique brooch, rare and unique.

To lead my way, I will never be lost?

Why can’t the sun be placed on my shoulders?

That it may shine upon me always?

To be a fairy princess-if just for one day

To ride in my own carriage

Following the star-dust paths

The sun on my shoulders and the moon in my pocket

Flitting around one flower to the next

I am rescued from the wolf, I am fed ice cream

I am living out my very own dream

Why, oh why?  Can’t this happen to me?

The wishes of a child simple yet complex.

To be a fairy princess, if only for a day

To remember and to never forget

Create you dreams

It’s really rather simple

Close your eyes an imagine

The star marking my way

The moon slips in my pocket

The sun is on my shoulders

I will return, it anyone ask

In a day, or two….maybe 3

Renee Robinson

Nae's Nest


I find myself "Dancing With Cancer", problem is...I can't dance. I stumble, bumble, and get pulled along. To keep my sanity, (humor me), I write short stories, a journal, musings and poetry....just about anything goes.

2 responses to Moon Path


    Oh Nae -I am in love with this poem ~ you are a brilliant writer my dear friend xo

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