Man In the Moon
If there’s a dent
Up there, somewhere,
I hope it is not too uncomfortable.
Because the faces you make
Help me get through
The toughest seasons.
You, of course, are ageless
And, of course, without a name.
You must have smiled upon the world
When it was younger, and a lot less sad
How I wish you’d smile at me
Sometimes.
Cold impassivity has its limits!
But sometimes, pale guardian,
When at some magic moment
I know, just know
That every other living soul is asleep
I feel it is all right
To smile quietly up at you
As if we shared some great secret.
And to have you glow gravely down at me,
It is quite all right.
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