Angel Moon

Johnny Miller, at about three years old, was laying in bed one evening. He should have long been asleep, but instead, he was jabbering to himself, laying there, looking up and out the window, at the huge moon beyond the peach tree that lived there. He could see the leaves swaying up and down in the moonlight, and there was a bit of magic in the moment.

When his Mamma came in to check on him, to find out why he was still awake, he posed a question to her.

"Do you know how come that tree out there looks so purty, Mamma?"

"No, I don't guess I do..."

"It's because the angels came down and kissed it, that's why it's so purty...."