As the moon goes up high,
I watch the sky,
And watch as the moon stars and everyone,
For they shall do a dance quite soon,
And I happily shall watch.
The moon does a tango,
She dances with the flamango,
The stars go a square dancin',
Then skip around and do some prancin'.
The trees practice ballet,
Always do it a special way,
And the bats swoop to and fro,
They'll always know where to go.
I watch this moonlit dance,
And wonder if I'll get the chance,
To dance with the moon and stars,
I wonder if I'll make it far.
For I travel night and day,
In search of my own lit way,
To find myself a piece of mind,
So I'll search until I find,
That wonderful golden treasure.
 Midnight Visitors · Fri Jan 05, 2007 @ 11:25pm · 3 Comments |
