Moonwalking 15 Tuesday Dec 2015 Posted by Caro Field in poetry ≈ Leave a comment The moon seemed low in the sky, When we went walking, you and I. Just a long stretch of beach on which to walk, A silent vigil, no need to talk, Just the moon, the sea, And you and me. © Caro Ness 2015 Share this:TwitterFacebookLinkedInEmailPinterestLike this:Like Loading...