Moonlit Stroll

Evening has fallen

And we’re just talkin’

On our moonlit stroll

Our hearts on patrol

Stopping to stare above

Surrounded in our love

Watching the white silver moon

Wondering what is to come soon

We’re at a perfect place to start

But we have to part

We’re under the endless sky

But it’s time to say goodbye

Stars laughing and bright

Such a wondrous sight

Almost as lovely as her eyes

When she looks up at the skies

Night whispering and sweet

Such a calming treat

Almost as lovely as his smile

Making each day worth while

We’re at a perfect place to start

But we have to part

We’re under the endless sky

But it’s time to say goodbye

Walking this moonlit path

From decades of aftermath

But each second new and novel

She still seems just like a model

Walking this moonlit path

From decades of aftermath

But each second novel and new

He still wins my heart right on cue

We’re at a perfect place to start

But we really have to part

We’re under the endless sky

But now it’s time to say goodbye

We’re under the endless sky

But now it’s time to say goodbye

We’re under the endless sky

But now it’s time; it’s time to say goodbye

Moon

Shining ball in the sky

Light glimmering up so high

Breaking away the darkness of the night

The blackness vanishes without a fight

A soft glimmer of a glow,

Comfort all high and low

For some to see and creep

Others to happily sleep

Moon sparkling up above,

Guide us all with love

Showing us the way,

During the night and, at times, the day

Seemingly close enough to touch

Never too little or too much

Though it changes

To various differing ranges

Sharing the Skylight

The clock has not yet chimed twelve,

It hasn’t reached noon,

Yet high with the fiery sun,

I spot the glow of the moon

I look in amazement,

I ponder the thought,

Why did they choose cooperation today,

When for attention they usually fought

The sun’s bright beams shined all day,

The moon smiled silently through the night,

To one another, nothing to say

Until today, all they did was fight

This morning, though,

I looked upon the sky

And say the two hand in hand,

Tired of being malicious and sly

Instead of provoking one another,

Or hogging the stage

They stood together

Sharing the fame and wage

The wage of our looks

Of admiration and awe

When glancing up from our work and books,

There seemed to be not a single flaw