Summer Sky

The moon led me home tonight. I was driving back from the mall, having bought a birthday present for my niece, who turned 8 today. I was on the Schulykill Expressway when I looked up, and there she was, in front of me, hanging in the sky, just about whole, and orangey white. She played hide-and-seek for awhile as I made the 20-minute drive, disappearing behind clouds. But then she reappeared, covered in just the finest layer of fog, like an almost-sheer evening gown. Always the host, she took me to my doorstep, and waited until I was safely inside, before disappearing again, and saying good night.