My Friend, The Moon
By. Bob Tucker

I see the moon with its round light
Is here again for fun tonight.
It seeks its playmates on the ground
For in the sky no one's around.

It sneaks its light down through the trees,
It's moonbeams seem to light the breeze
And colors dance as cool winds blow,
As it paints for us its famous glow.

So to the river then I glance
To watch it do its shimmer dance.
Light ripples kiss the water pure
And all in sight can feel secure.

The moon has come to bless this place
With its exclusive evening grace.
The sky's a lonely place to be,
The moon is welcome here with me.

But with the light it slips away
To get its rest each sunny day.
"So sleep away, recharge your light,
Come play with me again tonight."