Best Familymoon Poems
I overheard
a four-year old ask his dad
why he saw the moon at daytime,
but never saw the sun
at night.
Quite unprepared,
the father pondered for a while
on how to explain the matter
with an answer truthful
and right.
I grinned, recalled
I was four, my dad fumbled,
same question, same delight,
pale moon out there in broad
daylight!