I Took the Moon for a Walk
Written by Carolyn Curtis, Pictured by Alison Jay
I took the Moon for a walk last night, it followed behind like a still summer kite,
Though there wasn't a string or a tail in sight, when I took the Moon for a walk.
I ?carried my own light just in case, the Moon got scared and hid its face.
?But it peeked through clouds that were fragile as lace, when I took the Moon for a walk.
?I warned the Moon to rise a bit higher, so it wouldn't get hooked on a church's tall spire,
?And the dogs of the town made a train-whistle choir, when i took the Moon for a walk.
?We tiptoed through grass where the night crawlers creep, when the rust-bellied robins have all gone to sleep,
And the Moon called the dew so the grass seemed to weep, when i took the Moon for a walk.
?We raced for the swings, where i kicked my feet high and imagined the Moon had just asked me to fly,
?Hand h?olding hand through the starry night sky, when i took the Moon for a walk.
?We dance?d cross the bridge where the smooth waters flow. The Moon was above and the Moon was below,
And bright in between them i echoed their glow, when i took the Moon for a walk.
?Then as w?e turned back, the Moon kept me in sight. It followed me home and stayed there all night,
?And thanked? me by sharing its sweet sleepy light, when i took the Moon for a walk.