I think the moon is very kind
To take such trouble just for me.
He came along with me from home
To keep me company.
He went as fast as I could run;
I wonder how he crossed the sky?
I'm sure he hasn't legs and feet
Or any wings to fly.
Yet here he is above their roof;
Perhaps he thinks it isn't right
For me to go so far alone,
Tho' mother said I might.
The Kind Moon
Sara Teasdale
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Poem topics: alone, home, moon, mother, sky, fast, roof, company, trouble, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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