Illustration by Bernhard Oberdieck
Image provided by Monday's Child
When I was just a little girl
I'd say five or six or so
There was a secret place I'd head
(My Mum would never know)
I'll tell you friend, in a whisper
There was real magic up there
In the space between sleep and slumber
Up in the crisp, night air
Now, this is the part you'll just have to believe
(Otherwise, it wouldn't be fair)
But if I squeezed my eyes real tight,
On the belly of the Moon I'd appear!
I'd sit straight up, feet dangling
(Kitty Kelly always right by my side)
And I'd say to him without looking,
"How are you Sir, tonight?"
"Silly Sally," he'd tease with a smile
(I'm sure he'd wink if he could)
For the answer was always the same,
"As ever, I am more than good."
And from there we'd play without talking
(no need for words between friends)
Kitty Kelly, the Moon and I
In adventures that had no end.
Sometimes, we'd dance with the stars
Turning and spinning just so
Or sometimes pretend to be warriors
Hurling Orion's belt at a foe.
But mostly, we'd sit and wonder
How our grown-up life would be
When things that we would have to do
Would determine the things we would see.
And when the colors of dawn appeared
We'd yawn and stretch and say,
"Thank you, Good Night, for your freedom.
Until next time, we bid you Good Day."
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