Early Morning Poem by JJ Evendon

Between the shutters, I can see,
a light far away shining at me.
It’s four in the morning and nothing is going on,
but the light fascinates me, I wonder where it’s from?
As I lie awake wondering what to say,
I realise that this thing is slowly moving away.
Curious, I move my head to get a better view,
when a cloud crosses its path and obscures it too.
Not deterred I gaze at the sky, hoping it’ll come back soon,
then suddenly I see it again, for it’s our moon.