Dance in the Moonlight

 This morning I woke very early.

Shining through my window was the Worm Moon,

a full moon for sure!

My camera was grabbed and I stepped outdoors.

The clouds had another idea and decided to hide this glorious moon.

I waited and just when I had given up hope,

there that moon was winking at me.

It was saying to come and dance in the light of the moon.

So on went my wolf skirt and I began to dance.

The light of the moon shone just for me,

after all who else would be crazy enough to

wear a wolf skirt in the early morning light and dance.
The rain was on the grass in the early morning hour,
but I wasn't to let that deter me.
With no one around I danced under that moon.
I swayed back and forth and let out a soft sound of laughter.
It was exuberance that let my spirit fly
for in the midst on the last moments of night
I was surrounded by moonlight and daffodils.

And I smiled!

 Happy weekend, dear friends!
May you find moonlight and daffodils
to dance in the early morning hour.

May laughter be in your heart.