On the evening of July 27th my love and I went
to the Columbia River to see the Thunder Moon rise.
First we watched as the sun lowered itself beyond the horizon.
He was in his pajamas, ready for bed; so we sat quietly watching.
He was in his pajamas, ready for bed; so we sat quietly watching.
But the sandy beach and water were soon to much to resist
and off he went.
Yes, pajamas were wet and feet sandy;
but we saw that Thunder Moon rise up.
This "mimi" was creating memories for one little boy.
The river runs by the Portland airport, so at times planes flew over.
And he ran!
Was it the moon or just the heart of a little boy?
My heart was full of both.
PS - I tried to add a video, but guess it wasn't working. Does anyone know how to add videos to blogspot?
PS - I tried to add a video, but guess it wasn't working. Does anyone know how to add videos to blogspot?
