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.