And I have never seen the stars shine so bright,
Oh! I know why, she’s out in all her glory,
Who? The Full Moon, don’t you know her story?
Unlike the scorching Sun, she smiles coolly,
Unlike the Crescent Moon, she smiles brightly,
She beats the stars’ brightness though not a bully,
Of them all, she is the most mighty,
Queen of the night, hers is the brightest light,
Looking at her, I find it hard to tear my gaze,
For everything her smile touches is bound to glaze.