The Moon
The Moon
When I look up to the face on the moon, I wonder and hope your thinking of me too.
I miss you with all my heart.
I hope you miss me too.
Nathaniel means your a gift from god, well in my heart your a gift from the moon.
Shining down upon my night to light it up when it's black.
Beaming down to the ground as i stand there in the dewy field.
You never steer my wrong, you never take me to a wrong path, and your sweet love takes me through all that is thrown at me.
The moon is what I stair at every night.
Thinking and hoping you will still shine your light on me.
Nathaniel I love you and someday hope to do half of what you've done for me.
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