My Vision In The Moon Light Poem by The Original Tom Maxwell

We never know where we are in our time, all we can do is plan for tomorrow in our mind.

Always thinking we will see another day, knowing this one may be the last to pass our way.

How long will this earth last, a late night thought came to me, the year three thousand eight hundred and twenty three.

When that year appeared in my eyes, I was staring at an over powering moon, that shined at me from the sky.

The bright reflection of the light, seemed to hypnotize me, as I focused so tight, why that year came into my sight.

As I searched for answers, one interesting fact I found, the moon is two hundred thirty eight thousand miles away, was I confused on the vision, and had the numbers turned around.

Investigating more as the light shined down from heaven, Nostradamus predicted the world will end, in three thousand seven hundred and ninety seven.

Twenty six years was the difference, that appeared in our minds, that seems like a lot of days, but not over four hundred years, in time.

If either of us are close, my journey will have something else for me in store, but I will always remember, the moon, at twelve forty four, on the first day of February, in the year of two thousand and four.