From the lunar eclipse tonight. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I looked at the moon tonight

It was the same moon I saw from my window in St. Michael when I was a kid

I looked at the moon tonight

It was the same moon I saw from my window when studying at Marquette

I looked at the moon tonight

It was the same moon I stared at from the steps at Pembridge Place

I looked at the moon tonight

It was the same moon whose light graced my path as I walked  at midnight while on Kiriko Ridge

I looked at the moon tonight

It was the same moon I saw from the stairwell, looking through the window,  in Ottawa

I looked at the moon tonight Sixty years later

It was the same moon…

Has anything changed?

I still am looking for that elusive love…