A full moon captured today from North York while remembering Brett's Allure of a full moon; Shinning Silver while the sun sleeps. The moon begins her silent creep. A glowing disk that entice the tide. Dancing with the sea as waves collide. She comes to me most every night. Bringing with her dreams of flight . But must depart with the coming day. She Walks in Beauty and can not stay. Fear not We'll meet once more. As the sun goes down She'll be at my door