Poem: Shiny Moon
I was looking up at the moon last night.
The moon was full and very bright.
And I wondered what would make it glow
Because there’s nothing up there to make it so.
It has stones and rocks and rubble,
It has dust as well, but nothing shineable
But maybe that’s just what scientists say
maybe the truth is some other way
Maybe the moon is full of glittery stuff
diamonds and pearls would shine enough
but how would they travel all that way?
Ill have a think, "hmmmmmm…" I say.
Maybe if I drop my watch and leave it,
Something would see it, steal it, move it
And it would end up way up there
Up on the moon, and would I care?
Because all night long it would glow,
And I would, at long last know
How the moon is so very bright
each and every single night
