Moon’s Shadow
Stargazers watch the swirling sky,
As dots of light go rolling by.
The sky’s dark envelope closes overhead,
As we watch in wonder and delight;
For the moon, our very fickle friend,
Will dance a dance for us tonight.
Shimmering, glimmering, moving but still,
As we lie on our backs at the top of a hill,
Dancing and prancing across the velvet sky,
The star show for us goes gaily by.
Hours pass, the night is still,
As we sit on our perch above the hill.
So beautiful and so hard to believe
That it's with a mere shadow you deceive.
Then slowly you pull the mask from your face,
And again bathe the earth with your silvery grace.
