Moonlight

I look up into the sky,
And watch the shooting stars go by.
The sky is as black as ever,
From my thoughts it severs.
But, what's this I see,
Clouds moving away slow as they can be.
A ray of light shines down upon my room,
Happiness will come soon.
With darkness comes depression,
And surely it made an impression.
This sliver of light shines beautiful in the night,
It almost blinds my sight.
A piece of the moon begins to show,
Such a wonderful thing to know.
Takes away all sadness and sorrow,
Happiness is what I begin to borrow.
It brightens up the night,
This beautiful moonlight.*