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Hello Moon
February 7, 2024
He held me, up to the sky. Us both yelling , the moon so high.
“Hello Moon.” It bright and full, our hearts beaming, and now you're gone
Whispering, Listening to hear, that one last call, “Hello Moon”?
© Anonymous
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This is written in a Korean poetic form called sijo. I wrote this sijo about my grandpa and how he passed away from cancer. Every night when we went to see him when I was young he would hold me high up in the sky and we would gaze at the moon. The moon was our bond and now that he is gone I feel like that's the only thing I have left of him. This sijo is very important to me showing the connection that we both had with each other.