The Man In The Moon

The man in the moon, a fatherly guide,

Eliminating darkness, giving light so bright,

His pleasing presence, a tranquilising balm,

Disseminating love, taking care like a charm.

Feasting eyes over us, with a protective care,

He is a beacon of hope in the murkiness of fear,

Ensuring we are safe and we are sound,

In his soothing embrace, we are eternally bound.

Pampering like a father, a comfort he provides,

His warmth and light, a Pharos that guides,

With eyes so bright and smile so wide,

He knows the secrets, all that we hide.

The man in the moon, a symbol of grace,

An insignia of hope, which we love to embrace,

And even in our darkest hour, we look up at his glittering face,

To find the courage, to conquer new space.

So let us wallow in his luminous gleam,

And let his love and light continue to stream,

For the man in the moon is forever near,

Reminding us that there's nothing to fear.