The Moon

                                              Moon

On the dark bay
Where stars lay,
Who is liked by all
And at night comes to call.

He spreads his light
With all his might,
From the great red king
Who is guarded by Gods in ring.

He changes his shape
With his dark cape,
He makes us smile
Above from a mile.

Now it is time
As the clock chime,
The great red king rises again
The moon goes with heartfelt pain.