Anticipating a Lover

As i listen to the sound

it may mean nothing to me.

But some meaning may be found.

It is sometimes misery.

I can hear a lonely loon

trying to locate its mate.

It is not a loony tune

but “Hurry home. It is late.”

You would think a lonely moon

doesn’t even have a mate.

as it shines on a lagoon

content with its lonely fate.

It sees a cow jump over

who may become its lover.

Walt Abbott 9-23-2011