Moonbeam

I spill a moonbeam

Across your face

While you do dream

Of a heavn'ly place.

I stream in sunshine

Through your window,

And yet you whine

Of my sun’s glow.

I whisper to you,

“I love you so!

I really do.”

Yet you don’t know.

I weep from above.

I groan within:

“Remember my love!

Let yourself grin.”

Again my moonbeam

Shines on your face

While you do dream

Of a heavn'ly place.