Dear Friend

I look out, to the moon in the indigo sky
and dig deep to find that part of me
that I hid away so long ago.

The moon glows so bright tonight
that it’s hard to think that it’s there for anybody else but me.

I wonder if there’s anybody else that looks up at it as often as I do.
I wonder if there’s anyone else that wishes it on it as much as I do.
I wonder if there’s anyone else that sees themselves in it as much as I do.

Tonight I tell it about a friend of mine,
that helped me see the beauty in me.
He believes in me
and appreciates all the good that I have to offer this world.
He’s sparked a familiar feeling in me,
unknowingly,
one where I was the queen of me.
One where I was enough,
just as I am,
and it was that simple...

Beautiful moon,
I walked beside you tonight,
and I listened to you speak.
You whispered in the rustling of the trees
and sang to me through a choir of crickets,
harmonizing with one another
with each step that I take
under the dark sky.

It’s been a while since I had stopped to listen to you,
but I am comforted with the thought that you’re still there.

I tighten my jacket, and press it against my body,
as the subtle breeze settles my thoughts with a sweet “hush”
while it brushes through my hair.

My eyes look up
and I gaze at the shadows of the trees against the evening sky.
The image is beautiful- picturesque,
even with a tiny star at the corner of it.
Appearing like a “bow” or ribbon on the corner of a great portrait.

This is me.
How could it be that I’m the only person that sees these things?
How could I be the only one that notices?

Today a dear friend touched my heart.
He showed me that I’m not the only one that sees the beauty in things….
He helped me see the beauty,
that lives inside of me.


*We all need reminders sometimes, sometimes we could find them ourselves, sometimes we need a little help.