Fireflies on the moon

Fireflies on the moon

A Poem by Cherrie Palmer
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bedtime story

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“Is it true that we will catch fireflies tonight on the Moon?” She said with a wink as a smile laced her lips.

“Yes, my love, you will see fireflies near the constellation Antares. For this trip, to come to pass, your traveling shoes, must take a rest. So slip under the cover and close your eyes and together we will fly across the endless sky."

 “Granny my girl, how long will it take for the snow outside seems very deep?” Gazing through curtains of burgundy lace she spies her snowman with a smile on his face.

“Peyton my child, once snug and warm our dreams will carry us to a world transformed.”

“I think I’ll be hungry from a long journey there, what will you bring me for our al fresco retreat.”

“I’ll make some brownies topped in fudgy delight and we can drink from the ‘Milky way’ for cool sweet sup.”

“Rub my back.” She said in a yawn. “And tell me again about the planets above.” Still gazing outside and tracing the stars. I pulled down her blinds to tell of the heavens above.

“The black canvas sky looks a velvety treat with layers of stars glistening sweet. The haloed moon waxing full, orbits just there like a crown so pale. So hurry to sleep and dream so well for a journey is yours for the morning to tell. Look to the North for a shooting star, and follow the comets where ever they are. Make a left turn at the eastern sky and we will romp and run all through the night, catching fireflies and listening to the Cherub’s sing. Before you know it we will return from our dreams with sleep in your eyes and with a smile in place, we’ll have a secret to share from that very place.” 

 

 

 

© 2018 Cherrie Palmer


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Sweetly charming and very cute.

Enjoyable read.

With love,

Matthew

Posted 1 Year Ago


Cherrie Palmer

1 Year Ago

Thank you Matthew. I look forward to returning the visit.
dearest Cherry.... once upon a night... dark and dreary...
I dreamt of flying away. where Blue Birds pray and we
wait at the Open Door... to explore... beyond infinity. tenderly, Pat

Posted 1 Year Ago


So charming Cherrie - the vast night skies above the States - and the snow lying deep and crisp and even. Excellent ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

Posted 1 Year Ago


What a magical poem, lots of love, comfort and mystery!

Posted 1 Year Ago


The child in me absolutely loves stories like that, Cherrie. Children can learn so much via a Granny's story.. especially wrapped with such caring love. So much for A1 and computers and screaming headlines- your given imagery is the very best adventure. What wonderful grandparents you both are, plus how special that small girl will be day by day and ever. Will look in for more sweet stories like that... :)

Posted 1 Year Ago


This explains a lot Cherrie. I turned right at the Eastern sky and now I know why I dreamt of screaming stop signals telling me to turn back, just before I crashed off the edge of the universe. But luckily I woke up just as I was back on track. Phew! 😊

Posted 1 Year Ago


Cherrie Palmer

1 Year Ago

Next time try fishing the 🌌 milky way. We cat h stardust for our hair.
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Daz
Really nice detailed poetry Cherrie about a bedtime story with your Grand-daughter. Anything about the moon I find enchanting.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Cherrie Palmer

1 Year Ago

We are raising her and she had a hard time falling asleep so I made it a game. Every night we woul.. read more
Daz

1 Year Ago

That's so cute and brilliant
This is a beautiful scenic story written as if a nice poem. Really enjoyed reading 👍 A nice imaginative work.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Cherrie Palmer

1 Year Ago

Thank you Arundass. I use to tell my granddaughter a story each night about what we would do on the .. read more
Arundass TP

1 Year Ago

Keep writing the stories. Please share to me also. As I may not pinpoint your story in long list. Go.. read more
A truly delightful little bed time story, smashing in my book...N

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Posted 9 Years Ago


Imaginative poem. The mind of a child that has not seen heartbreak, death or any of the world's troubles is like a sponge. Had life soaked us in all the good things since we were that age, imagine what life would be like. This was nice to read.

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Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Cherrie Palmer

9 Years Ago

We played this game everynight for about two years untill last month and now I have her tuck me in b.. read more

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Added on January 23, 2015
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Cherrie Palmer
Cherrie Palmer

Springfield , MO



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I am a published poet and love poetry. After a lifetime of country living, I'm making a move back to town. I find my surroundings a great inspiration to me. I also have two books on Amazon Kindle: .. more..

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