Moon, moon up in the sky,
shinning so bright in my eyes,
moon, moon up in the sky,
reflecting the sun,
that is not visible to my eyes.
Moon ,moon how beautiful you are,
shinning through the clouds so grey,
until the sun lights our day.
This thought came to mind,
as I lay here,
thinking what to say,
We like the moon,
are to be reflectors of the Sonlight,
showing His love to all mankind,
through the many storms of life,
We reflect until He returns,
and we live forever,
in the eternal Sonlight.