The son of a friend of mine had a blue Betta fish die last tonight. He lived a good, long life but his death has caused a lot of tears this evening. Yes, it's ironic the we are a commercial fishing family but....none-the-less, we loved that fish. Here is a poem that her daughter wanted to share called
"Blue Moon Light"
by Jason Louis Gaydos
In the quiet calm of night, we walk hand in hand.
Down the path, across the sand.
Looking into your eyes, I feel the time is right.
Jeanine St.Johnanding together, beneath the blue moon light.
The wind starts to blows, trees shake.
The ocean waves begin to break.
Holding you close, I feel the time is right
Holding one another, beneath the blue moon light.
The tide rises slowly, our feet in the surf.
A star falls from heaven, on its way towards the earth.
Making a wish, I feel the time is right.
Wishing together, beneath the blue moon light.
Our time has come, we must say good-bye.
Night has fallen in the November sky.
No need to cry, for this time was right.
To fall in love, beneath the blue moon light.
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