two hours and twelve minutes after sunset

a glow appeared on the southerly horizon

suddenly the tip of the moon crept into view

slowly she climbed above the horizon

a full strawberry moon in a clear June sky

it was such a memorable sight

she seemed so much bigger than when up high above

on such a quiet night the wind respectfully stood silent in awe

the still waters of the bay became a nocturnal mirror

the moon paused briefly while low in the sky

she was an expert seductress

dressed in a fiery orange suit

reflecting a broad orange moonbeam over the bay 

this carpet of light pointed directly towards me

inviting me to walk its path towards the moon

come visit me she whispered come visit me now

I knew this was a once in a lifetime opportunity

with eyes closed I stepped onto the carpet

strangely I felt mo fear at all

soon I was flying over the bay

whizzing though the clouds and higher

my magic carpet ride to the moon