Why Does He Smile?

The Man in the Moon is smiling, Or so it has been said. But what makes him grin so I ponder inside my head? Could it be, from his perch Gazing upon Mother Earth, The beauty I am sure he beholds Bringing to his face such mirth? Or maybe a passing comet, Grazing and tickling his side. Surely enough to cause a Smile, on his face, to reside. Then again, maybe the lovers Strolling along at oceanside. In his soft, glorious glow He amusingly has spied. The latter is the answer, and He and I share the same view. He is smiling like myself cause We both see the beautiful You.