Silver sliver hanging low, peeking through green laden boughs.

Halfway showing his great face , as he shines down upon this place.

Wondering watching silently, While floating there so ever free.

Overwatch to this great night, Wondrous in all his light.

How long will you stay with us? Overnight and through the hush?

Or longer to the burning day? Why must you go away?

Mystical in your nightly glow, Tell us your secrets before you go.

Do you get lonely In the great up there, Everywhere but yet nowhere.

Come visit me down here someday, We'll talk and sip and muse and play.

Yet you are bound to live and watch, while I slumber on your watch.

- the moon over me