And the moon even has mares, oops, maria on it.
I'm so damn proud of myself. I walk and walk and walk
and see very little of note, then there it is -
the Moon has landed in the front yard of a home
just down the street! I didn't even have to freeze my butt off
to look through a telescope because the Moon landed,
Plonk! right in a neighbor's yard!
Then there was the blue-eyed goose perched in a tree
outside another home. I bet he had a lot of fun
dragging his cement ("see-mint") heft into the tree.
Umm, there's St. Francis with a bird in hand,
another in a bush, as well as a Moon landing.
That must be some sort of
trifecta of odd blessings
