by Paul D. Aspera

In the middle of the night

as I wander by the light

I followed his shine

And I saw how he smiled

 

I never thought it was hard

To love him

To be with him

To care for him

 

Sometimes, hi is full

Sometimes, he is half

Sometimes, he does not show

Sometimes, he just partially comes

 

I could never understand him

But one thing is for sure

I am fascinated

The way he shined through the darkness

 

He was always there

Up in the sky, floating

I am always here

In the land saying

“Moon, I have always loved you”