The moon and I had a moment tonight
while I was bathed in its vanilla light
it hung gently between two trees
and it spoke reverently to me
Why are we here? I asked
telepathically
And sooner than it took
the glow of its crest
to reach my hollow chest
I heard the answer
And I knew we were
all here
to savor to care to be
together
most imperfectly
Busted Flip Flops 
that’s beautiful like you
now where are your everyday stories.
those i miss the most
glad u r back to your blogging
luv ya my other sweetie
ron
Thank you so much Ron. I will write more everyday stories. I always have your voice in the back of my head asking me when I am going to write in my blog again! xoxo I appreciate you.