In the Night Garden


You are sometimes known 

As the Oak Moon or the Cold Moon 

This is your final visit before you 

Fade into deep winter


I wrote this poem 

In the hour before I retired 

Little did I know 

That our troublesome cat 

Would wake me up 

Some hours later 

And that I would find myself 

Freezing in the Night Garden 

Studying the Three Moons

And the distant Ice Stars