Moonlight

Hello to the sunshine.

Goodbye to the rain.

You walk through the moonshine,

And you’ll never be the same.

Hello to the mountains.

Goodbye to the plains.

You know that your heart cries

For the things they try to tame.

And yet when you’re feeling low,

With the road upon your soul.

Seems that the stars at night

Have no reason left to glow.

Hello to the moonlight.

Goodbye to the pain.

It is in the moonlight,

That you find your heart again.

© Jane Thomas