Goldfinch60

The Moon Looks Down.

I rise from my bed,

Look out of the window,

The darkness before dawn

Shows me a clear night,

But there in front of me

The light is there once more

As the full moon

Brings its clear light,

Brings its light to my life.

The moon is so precious,

So precious in my life.

On these clear mornings

It brings such wonder,

Such wonder and joy,

Wonder and joy to my life.

I know it looks down,

Looks down with love,

That love for me,

And will be looking,

Looking after my world,

Bringing joy and beauty to me

From my infinite past

To my unending future.