Fifty years ago a young girl watched with fascination, on the state of the art 19 inch TV, when a man walked on the moon. She thought it was a fantastic birthday present. She still believes that years later:) Here’s a poem from “No Fairy Tale” honoring that day when man imprinted his presences on that glowing globe and a young girl’s imagination soared.
MOONWALK: JULY 20, 1969
The night loved me.
It was mutual.
The stars,
The quiet,
The crickets,
The moon—especially the moon.
Hours passed
In perfect silence,
Eyes staring
As the huge
Parental face
Stared back,
Its familiar glow
So far away.
All things were possible,
And just as impossible.
So, no surprise on my seventh birthday
When I watched and heard,
“That’s one small step for man,
One giant leap for mankind.”
The astronaut Neil Armstrong,
The spaceship Eagle,
The Sea of Tranquility
Were my gift.
I’m positive
That gentle, glowing face,
Swelling each month
So I can see its full magnificence,
Hasn’t forgotten me
Or the day
When man first encroached
On the moon and our innocence.
The moon still watches me,
And sometimes
I remember to look.
Embrace your inner child by moon gazing this summer! D.L. Finn
