"Wake up Mr Moon!"
9X12 inch original painting
Acrylic, inks, varnish on acrylic paper.
"Wake up Mr
Moon! You gave your stars new slippers yesterday and they are driving me crazy
now. Your stars like the new boots and they're so excited about them, they
tumble out of the sky. They land on my back, dance their way up my spine and
use my ears for springboards. I'm getting real tired of this."
"My mistress
and I moved 200 head of cattle to summer pasture today and I'm tired! I want to
rest!" The horse shook his head and neighed impatiently, " WAKE UP
MOON!"
The moon raised one
sleepy eye and replied," Yesterday you complained the pointed toes on my
stars hurt your back. So I worked myself silly yesterday to create new slippers
for every star." The moon yawned a big big yawn and rubbed his eyes. "Now!
Appreciate the slippers and let me sleep!"
The horse bowed his
head and thought. He felt terrible. He didn't know the moon had been thinking
of HIM when he made those slippers for his stars. He slunk over the hill while
the soft slippers of the stars danced across his back. The stars had heard his
complaints to the moon.
Each star came
softly to the horse's ears, and whispered, "We're sorry. We were just
having so much fun." And they spun away into the sky.
The horse felt
lonely after they'd gone, after all they were kind of cute with their new
slippers and their goofy ways.
He shook his head
and his mane fell softly over his neck, silvery in the moonlight that shone
from the still sleepy moon.
"I'm
sorry", he spoke to the moon, "Next time you do something like this,
I'll ask you why you did it before I get angry with you."
Many low whispers
echoed to the horse on the wind, "Apology accepted. Are we still
friends?" And he knew they came from the moon -and the stars.
"Yes, we are
still friends."
The stars went along
to dance and play somewhere else and the moon and horse had the good nights
sleep they craved.
copyright Donna
Ridgway 2015
