Grapefruit Moon

If the moon were a shining, smiling grapefruit, I would smile back. I would stand outside, in my backyard, smiling up at the sky.

The moon and I would smile at each other, as the clouds would pass and as the wind would make it almost unbearable to stand outside.

Finally, I would get cold and tired, and I would go to bed, saying goodbye to the great grapefruit moon in the sky.