#21 "Moon Shine"

There was a place, I had to find

A place where things get left behind

I could not get there in my mind

For it was lost

But in a place, I had never been

I looked for it again

Deep in the woods I went, hoping to lose my way back

Up one Holler, down the next, I came upon a shack

It stood out to me that what I found

Was not intended to be found

And the crackling of leaves and twigs, sent shivers down my spine

Being still by light of moon; I watched him make his shine

And though I came here quite by chance; I dared not speak my mind



This man appeared a bit on edge, glaring into the black

Just like an owl, he peered towards me, but I refused eye contact

And quietly I held my place praying he would leave

Because though I found this place by chance, I don't think he'd believe

Finally he packs his wares just before the light of day

Oh hurry up, I say inside, before the light gives me away

Then he by truck and I by foot go quickly on our way

I find a place high on a hill to make up what I lost

-Calvin "Cheese Grits" Yerke