Tuaca & blueberry crumble cake.
Tonight, just me & my Changeling under the pale Moon's glow.
I hold him close, bundled in my cardigan sweater, rocking in the Moonlight.
Rocking as the clouds shapeshift across the sky.
Rocking as the cattle murmur across the pasture.
His face, an ivory mirror. What beauty, what peace.
We rock & rock until he sleeps.
Goodnight Miss Moon. Goodnight my love. Goodnight.