Night Of The Supermoon
By Curtis Johnson
At around 9 PM Pacific, no view could be seen from our property.
So we drove a couple of miles and watched the eclipse from the roadside.
We departed again, and from the freeway, we spotted heaven’s beauty.
We returned home within the hour, and at our home the moon ceased to hide.
10042015
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