The Moon

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My mood changes with the moon.
And he knows how to transform the moon.
He places a blanket around me, tucking the edges under my butt.
He plays my favorite movie, Lord of the Rings.
He boils water for hot chocolate.
Mini marshmallows hide under whip.
He remains silent about the phases of the moon.
He points out the shooting star passing above us.
He never complains about my ability to recite the entire movie.

In the morning, he's back at it again.
Strawberries on chocolate chip pancakes and mimosas.
He tells me how beautiful the sunrise is.