I am the cat sitting on the fence, meowing,
Asking what are you doing, my Man in the Moon.
I look and turn my head left and right.
Now and then I see clouds come to cover you.
I know you are just staying where you are.
There are nights when you are a different size.
The eclipses make you a crescent,
Or a half, or a full moon.
It is a wonder that you move along in the night.
With time, you follow as from night to morn.
Amazing, my Man in the Moon
Thanks to you, I see my shadow at times.
Are you the sun in day, changing to moon at night?
On cloudy days, are you resting or asleep?
Doesn't matter, as you come at the right times.
I know you don't disappear, as I see you again.
A wonder is when stars come out and sparkle the sky,
Along with you, shining bright.
My Man in the Moon
Oh, what a glorious sight.