My Secret Friend Poem by Jerry King

The world is sleeping in the night's lap,

except you and me,

i tried running away from you,

you just chased me down,

while our little play

once you got caught in the branches of a tree,

i climbed till the edge of the tree but you were unreachable,

i wondered how you grow and then you shrink and disappear,

i thought you fell in my backyard well,

i tried saving you once but you drowned,

i thought i'll never see you again,

i cried a lot, but i found you again in the sky!

My secret friend!

Called The Moon!