Once in a Blue Moon 31st January 2018 Heavens stirred with the blue moon today, And I waited for the blood in the blue hue— I didn’t see the red big moon cross from its ordinary Place in the firmament, to the extraordinary. I waited for a sign of a miracle, Which didn’t manifest itself. But it was there all day, no less real Because I had missed it. Just like the faces of my children glowing, Teary from squabbles, then singing: Picture frame by picture frame, their shouts Of joy secure, holding up the miracle of my life.
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