The moon, it makes animals of men,
men of animals,
To bask in its glow may be to perceive
what a piece of heaven may be,
It soothes the heart, calms the soul,
Glance into the eyes of your lover next to you,
You see yourself in their eyes,
As the moon reflects off of the river,
So fragile, so weak are you,
How delicate life is...
So feeble, so vulnerable,
In thine eyes your aura shows,
Strong, bright, lively,
How similar to the moon it is,
Shining on all of the world...
It will last for all eternity, it shall never die,
It shall never fade
-By Megan
