I see the moon....
Seeing this photo reminded me of an evening ritual..
one that is repeated in most every home,
the saying of ones prayer's before turning in for the night.
As a child, i would say :
"I see the moon,
the moon sees me..
God bless the moon..
and God bless me..
Now I lay me down to sleep..
I pray the Lord my soul to keep..
Four posts has my bed..
four Angels at my head..
Matthew, Mark, Luke and John..
Bless the bed I lay upon..
and then began the singular God blesses..
then the riduculous..
to the mundane.."
then mom would end my prayer with..
come on, you are making others wait to talk to God!!
strange how a picture can trigger obscure memories..
what old memories of yours have surfaced lately?
Ps..Margo's Mystical Moon Shot:
Courtesy Margo Redd, all others courtesy Weather Underground
Linking with these fun Monday Parties..
Mellow Yellow Monday