Thru the Trees.......

I see the moon with its glow
Is here again for fun tonight.
It seeks its playmates on the ground
For in the sky no one's around.

It sneaks its light down through the trees,
It's moonbeams seem to light the breeze
And colors dance as cool winds blow,
As it paints for us its famous glow.

The moon has come to bless this place
With its exclusive evening grace.
The sky's a lonely place to be,
The moon is welcome here with me.

But with the light it slips away
To get its rest each sunny day.
"So sleep away, recharge your light,
Come play with me again tonight."
--Grandpa Tucker