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.