I wondered many times
About the moon and the stars
And how they all shine so bright
I flustered at the sight
Of how stars filled up the sky
Over the moon oh so high.
Why can’t there be more moons
Than stars?
Maybe the sky would be brighter;
Would be lovelier
And I will be alright
I will sleep tight.
I wondered many times
At how you’ve counted the stars
Over the moon so big and wide
Glowing up side by side
The moon with its light beaming
Covering the sky and glowing.
Am I a moon or just one of the stars;
You keep on counting on the skies?