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. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: ALEXANDER THROCKMORTON by EDGAR LEE MASTERS BURNING DAWN by HAYDEN CARRUTH AQUATINT FRAMED IN GOLD by AMY LOWELL SORROWING LOVE by KATHERINE MANSFIELD SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: ELIZABETH CHILDERS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: MRS. CHARLES BLISS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |