Walk down that lonesome road all by yourself
Don’t turn your head back over your shoulder.
And only stop to rest yourself when the silver moon is shining high above the trees.
That’s too lonely. Talk to your pets. Don’t love anything that doesn’t love you back.
You aren’t lonesome, Boody. You have a book. Besides, it’s not as if the not-lonesome can’t talk to the moon too.
Not enough Sandburg quotes around, thanks Justin.
Moonstruck. Well, at least Boody gets it….
FWIW, Artemis is my favorite Greek god. I’d talk to the moon if I thought she could hear me.
M O O N, and that spells MOON.
I see the Moon, and the Moon sees me,
God bless the Priest that Christened me,
God bless the Moon,
and God bless me.