In early eve I greet the waxing moon.
Sharing dreams I hope are coming soon.

She is dressed in silver, the nights are chill
We share a life of love and always will.

At this time of year I turn within
A hot cup of tea with a little gin.

A blanket, a lamp and I snuggle in.
I'm comphy and cozy with a great big grin.

The harvest's done, the food is stored.
No chance I will be the least bit bored.

So I make my plans as darkness settles in
Winter's agenda, where do I begin?

So it is I use the power of this moon
to plan a life that will be here soon.

Before my life becomes a holiday rush.
I make a plan so I won't have to do too much.

For I'm the kind who likes a lot of time for me.
Which can be a problem, I'm popular you see.

Because I'm entertaining and always bring a smile
I could have a party list which that would reach a mile.

So I use this moon to make a master plan.
Then I follow it the very best I can.

I wrote this to help those with very a busy life.
So they can love the season without the strife.

Blessed be

John Shaman