The boy on the moon

There once was a boy 

that sat on the moon

He fished for stars

and caught them soon

One day the moon asked him:

'Why not jump,

so you become one of them?'

But the boy shook his head,

took a new fishthread

 and caught again a star or two

'No, l'm okay, here with you, big moon,

l don't feel unhappy, nor do I feel blue

I just want to sit, fish and be with you.'

And the moon felt overwhelmed,

he did no what to say

So he kept glow his light

and let the boy play

He never asked again 'cause

forever more now, he knew

this sweet boy was here to stay

© Anke