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12" x 27.25" x 27.25"

Joliet's Moon Dream

Joliet could not forget the dream she had last fall.
It took place on a misty night atop a stony wall.
She had climbed and climbed with diligence,
needing to reach the top. And when she finally
arrived, what she found there was a mop.
She straddled it like a broom. What would the
witches think? But it took her to the moon before
she could even blink.

Her landing stirred up glitter dust that promptly
made her sneeze. It echoed in the silence and
brought her to her knees. She picked herself up
and brushed herself off but the dust clung to her
skin. The sands of time were measured here and it
was time for her task to begin.

At first she started mopping as if it were a chore,
but before long she was dancing on the sparkling
cratered floor. She waltzed into a crescent hearing
a rumbling sound.

Suddenly the mop became a rake and flowers
sprang up from the ground. Their fragrance filled
the balmy air reminding her of pound cake. She
picked a flower for her hair and then picked up her
rake. The flower seemed to whisper softly in her ear:
Your task is now complete and you've done well, my
dear.
                                               --Rhea Giffin ©1999
                                               Looking Lunarly Series


 

 

 

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