Moon

Moon

I’m afraid of looking at a full moon, not because of the “creatures” that supposedly come out, but because I don’t want to see the “face”.  The man in the moon I did see once, was not friendly looking.  I think that is why the “creatures” come out.  He, the scary face, calls them.  I go through life with the notion, that if I don’t see it, it is not real. If I don’t look at the moon I will not see the face and therefore will not be reminded of the menaces the full moon brings out.  Now, a crescent moon is beautiful, and reminds me of a smile.