I wany my moon
to shine
on me and my gal
not only at harvest
for my time,
the rest.
Not a moon
of blue
'cos I can do that, too.
I'll let our sky
be blue
for the sunshine
for us,
that'll be fine.
Ours to share
as a pair
with what abounds
around.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A happy couple moongazing...mmmmm Magic. Sid.