The moon followed us home,
But my parents said that it couldn’t sleep inside.
All the same, I spread the curtains wide
And let it’s light fall on my blanket.
And every night it came,
And every night
I spread the curtains wide,
Day after day, year after year.
Except when it was cloudy
And then I was afraid.
And on those nights I shut the curtains tight
And went to sleep as fast as I could.
But always it returned.
And through my life
It’s followed me,
The moon,
A faithful friend
In times of strife.
And when I cannot sleep,
I walk beneath it’s loving light
And it follows me where e’er I go.
The light that doesn’t know
How to leave me.
Thank you, moon.
