FOLLOW THE MOON Sarah Weeks

It was a Thursday night in June,And voices in their heade said,FOLLOW THE MOON. Inside my head there was no voice,I didn`t hear a single sound. I didn`t move,I had no choice,That's when he found me...And built the fence around me.Inside my shell I was alone. I couldn't sleep,I tossed and turned. I don't know hou he could have known, But in the morning he returned, And told me what he'd learned. He said,IT'S BOUND TO HAPPEN SOON. YOU'LL HEAR THE VOICE INSIDE YOUR HEAD SAYING...FOLLOW THE MOON... He spread his blanket on the sand. He kept the dangers all at bay. He somehow seemed to understand That I needed him to stay. He didn't go away. And then I heard it in my head... At first a squeak and then a croon. The boy was right,it clearly said, FOLLOW,FOLLOW THE MOON. On that Friday night in June The voice inside my head said, FOLLOW THE MOON. The voice just kept repeating and repeating and repeating, And the drums just kept beating and beating. The moon hung from a silver string- The most beautiful thing. I had no choice, I had to listen to the voice. And then a new voice began to speak. It was a most familiar sound. It said,THAT'S NOT THE MOON YOU SEEK. TURN AROUND,TURN AROUND, THAT'S NOT THE MOON YOU'VE FOUND. And then he led me to the sea. He knew exactly what to do, Because he found the moon for me. I don't know how he knew, Unless he heard it too. On that Friday night in June When the voice inside my head said, FOLLOW THE MOON... ))))))