Ode To Luna

The moon shines bright when human beings sleep And fairies sprinkle moon dust on the earth They try to cease the mournful ones who weep They charm, enchant, entice those ones to mirth Before the evening star gives up her throne And blue moons disappear from the night sky We only watch and have to wait alone Until the grandiose sun shall arise But I prefer the nighttime dim and dark For Luna works her magic charms on me I sit and watch the pigeons in the park Before the sunlight strikes a mark on me I pray for those lost souls who are afraid Please, Luna, give them what they need and aid.