Man in the Moon

I can see you big ol’e bright Mr.Moon up so high..sleepily a’yawning as you silently sigh.. do you need a cozy cover to clandestine your comfy bed? coz I can ask a cumulus cloud to cradle your big head..there’s a cool chilly air I can feel it down here so I bet you are shivering up above I fear..but because it is clear the sparkling stars are out in force, blinking and a’twinkling but you can see that of course..so you yellow fellow I really hope you are alright belting out your brilliance of luminosity late tonight

I feel a sense of sadness as I stare at your plight, you have such a long spell to shine your blazing light..tilted on one side and gently moving along, singing your dreamy, slumber, lullaby song..do you know how much I rely on your lantern up above ? I know your beaming and a gleaming is just a labour of love..do you have a battery betwixt your cloak? if that answer is no then you are a very clever bloke..please man in the Moon don’t you ever go away with your timelessness torch of such a strong display..no matter where I go I always look up in the sky and there you are with that half-cocked eye..so I thank you kindly from the bottom of my heart, you are truly a gift from Mother nature and her work of art ❤️