Something about Yester's Moon

Yesterday was 21-08-2015. I wrote about the moon that seemed to die quick. The clouds evaporated and the heaves were left to their eternal rulers- stars and the moon. I marvelled. This is the story. 

Long ago the moon was the mother, sun father and the stars children. 

I left to walk home thinking that the moon was asleep. I had not taken a better picture or observed its day's beauty. It shone strongly and big than what it was two hours before. I zoomed and there it was. Some other times my mind had drooled to a planet like Jupiter. What if Earth had like 6 moons? There would be no need for streetlights!

When I walked forward, with the head up, the stars moved with me and the moon seemed to come nearer. The sky moved too. When I turned sideways, the moon lit my right and left shoulder, moving a step simultaneous ahead. It was the very moon that guided me to steal maize long ago. 

As for this day, something rare with diary writing, I scored a good! I have three day rating options- Poor, Average and good. Since the year started, I never scored  a good till yesterday. It was my precious day- the activities that went on in the day.

I waited for it to sleep but it wasn't. The other two days I had longed to have a view of it to no luck. There it was in a buffet- to do with it what I can do. It was not fading away sooner- though it headed West. But I had no much left with me but to steal more gazes till I could not know when it disappered. I was then free to go to bed, anxious and afraid of amnesia. Wait, but the book was interesting to read!