What If We Lived On The Moon? Poem by Richard D Remler

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What if we lived
Way out there on the moon?
Where the fireflies never
Sneak out after June?

Where we can't go catfishing
Or climb a tall tree?
And where we'll never, not ever,
Get stung by a bee.

What if we lived
Way out there on the moon?
In a big and round something
That looks like a balloon?

Where Grandma cannot grow
Her blue roses outside.
And there is never a place
Worth seeking to hide.

Where our breakfasts and dinners
All come in a pouch.
And everyone has
An inflatable couch.

Where we can't go out camping,
Or fly a box kite.
And mosquito's don't pester,
And fester, and bite.

What if we lived
Way out there on the moon?
Where only the bravest
Star Sailors commune?

Where we can't go out swimming,
Or chase butterflies,
Not even after a one
And a million tries.

What if we lived
Way out there on the moon?
Where there isn't a single
Apricot tree to prune...

Where dust bunnies don't hop,
And crab grass doesn't grow,
And it hasn't a coo of a clue
How to snow.

Oh, it would be quite a vision
To see the earth rise
Over our dismal and dusty,
Dark and grim lunar skies.

ButI would miss all the trees,
Every bee, every bird,
I would miss every hello
That I've ever heard.

And I would miss our blue sky,
And Mom's Pickled Root Beer.
No, I think I would much
Rather stick around here.


Copyright © MMXII Richard D. Remler


**A Children's Tale**