“Tell me what you feel in your room,
When the full moon is shining in on you,
And your lamp is dying out.”
Henri Frederic Amiel
Music: Nightfall
The month of February’s Full Moon
By some, was called ‘Snow Moon’
As I sit here indoors, gazing up at it
I eventually spot a hungry old raccoon
He’s out there tonight, scavenging
In winter, it is difficult to find food
So, I toss him a few dinner leftovers
Which immediately brightens his mood
Many Native Americans called this Full Moon
‘Hunger Moon’ because finding food was tough
On a cold, blustery, February night such as this one
I realize, that once again, life for many, is now rough
Many of us today have become very selfish and spoiled
And with our dwindling food sources, far too gluttonous
To answer Henri Amiel’s question, I’m feeling quite sad
That tonight, there are so many hungry souls, among us
What will you be feeling in your room,
When you gaze up at tonight’s full moon?
©February 18, 2011, Mr. Ed
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Anna
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. :)
fee
as he eats those scrapes through during this hunger moon.
I enjoyed this write.
God bless,
Lew