‘Hello, Moon’

Hello, Moon.

Good evening.

I know it’s been odd for over thirty years since I see the moon, even if I couldn’t see it well.

You may not remember me, but I remembered you since I was little—

Every night- every few weeks—

‘I see the moon!’ I cried. ‘It’s so pretty!”

‘When you came, I see something glows- the glowing light from the dark sky that evening.

there was a big smile, like a Cheshire Cat.

it was like a large, round lamp in the sky.

I thought that it was magical like from a fairy or a goddess from the storybook. Nope, it is real!

I also been so curious if the moon were made of cheese? Nope. It was a rock.

Sounds silly, right?

I really wanted to say - thank you, Moon, for everything.

Yours Truly,

Meg.