Day 372: Shine On Moon of Summer

I can't think of a better poem than this one for today. (I've posted it before, but oh, what the
heck, it's too good to post only once!) It brillliantly describes that happy, sing-song feeling that only summer nights can bestow: sitting outside in the garden, with the moon shining down its 'white thoughts', illuminating dreams, possibilities, romance. 
 


Back Yard - Carl Sandburg

Shine on, O moon of summer.
Shine to the leaves of grass, catalpa and oak,
All silver under your rain to-night.

An Italian boy is sending songs to you to-night from an accordion.
A Polish boy is out with his best girl; they marry next month;
to-night they are throwing you kisses.

An old man next door is dreaming over a sheen that sits in a
cherry tree in his back yard.

The clocks say I must go—I stay here sitting on the back porch drinking
white thoughts you rain down.
 
Shine on, O moon,
Shake out more and more silver changes.