Moonlight..

Blazing like a moon in a sparkling glitter of clouds as an array of stars cross your view. Walking home that night, alone to your apartment were you worked as an artist for a company, you sigh trudging through the snow, clamping your feet against the cold and bitter ground.. Life couldn't get any much worse, can it. Blue lights, crashing cars, on instant.. I saw the beacon of hope..

(COMMING BACK 10/21/17)