Tonight I went out and looked up at the crescent moon.
The evening air was calm and cool.

I tried to think deep thoughts about eternity,
about how this suffering now is only a blip,
and all worth it for the great forever to come…
but the moon kept flipping over and smiling at me.

I think it’s trying to tell me to laugh more!

Grinning, I go back inside
to my newly mopped floor
–a rare treat with 5 kids!–
and write this little poem.