The lady moon, she rules the sky,
She’s clothed in her dress of night.
The world awaits with bated breath,
Just waits for her to share her light.
She has a grace not seen before,
Her beauty brightens up the skies,
Treasures of a long lost time,
Are hidden deep inside her eyes.
Her beauty is not of this earth,
One can’t describe her timeless grace.
You look once and you won’t forget,
Her hair, her form, her lovely face.