If the Moon Could Talk....

If the moon could talk
What tales it could tell
Stories of youth and
Of old folk as well
He is the all
Encompassing eye
King of the night
In a velvet sky

If the moon could talk
He would write a best-seller
And folk would call him
A lucky feller
For there are no secrets
On his silver knee
No rendezvous
That he cannot see

If the moon could talk
Do you think he would tell
Of our midnight walk
Beneath his spell?
But the moon cannot talk
So no one will know
Save for the sassy
Breezes that blow

If the breeze could talk
What tales it would tell…..

All Rights Reserved
Janet Martin