Man in the moon🌕

“Was that my imagination running away with me? Man in the moon, did you just blink one eye?”

Though I could swear blind that you deliberately did and I would never ever tell a lie

He was looking down on me and from his gaping mouth he let out a sleepy sigh..

So I stood all weary eyed staring up at good old Mr. Moon

And subconsciously without realising it I hummed a little tune

I had been singing along all day to some old familiar songs that was playing on the radio that very afternoon

This fabulous full moon that I was scrutinising looked just like a big bright yellow balloon..

Well all of a sudden and from out of that misty blue

Mr. Moon said “Sleep tight my little one” heavens above, I wasn’t entirely sure what to do

Should I reply to this deep sounding voice or simply just ignore it, I didn’t have a clue