I hide under my covers

and peeked out of them.


I looked out my window

through the white shudders.


Gazed at the shiny orb,

the sparkling sphere of hope.


Dashing out of my sleeping place

and run towards the door.


Front door open, I stand outside

and I look to the sky.


Reaching up to the stars, and feeling

that spotless shine on my face.


Feeling the lightest touch,

the lightest touch of the moon.