The World The First Time Poem by lisa hancox

what is that ball in the sky, mother?
shining so silvery bright,
what is it that casts a shadow,
and sits there all night?

that is the moon, my owlet son,
that lights up the world at night,
it casts a shadow over you,
that is the moon so bright.

what is it that falls so heavy, mother?
twinkling so bright in the moonlight,
what is it that makes those twinkling puddles,
glistening so bright?

that is the rain, my darling son,
twinkling it falls day and night,
that is the rain that gets you all wet,
that is the rain sparkling bright.