I looked up from my world
Into the blue above me,
The blue interrupted by whites and greys
As the clouds sailed slowly,
Sailed so slowly across the sky.
Suddenly a sickle moon appeared,
Hidden by a cloud.
This moon so pale in the daylight,
But still there looking down
Looking down on my life,
My life and our wonderful world.
I just kept watching
Until hidden once more,
But knowing it was there
And always will be,
Looking down on me,
As if protecting us.
Protecting us from evil,
The evil that can be seen,
Can be seen in our world,
Our glorious world.