I See the Moon!

Tonight I saw a mother out with her young child
“I see the moon!” she yelled while it raised tides upon the shore
As if discovering something none had seen before
The little one pointed happily and smiled

Something far from contemplation gripped the mother 

She was lost in something else, mind wandering some place
In that inner turmoil that has no room for outer space
She saw not the moon, and not her child and none of their wonder as each beheld the other

I looked into the sky again to see the moon that earlier made me sigh

I see the moon! I said silently, as if to acknowledge what she'd discovered
Her joy unbounded, mine still undercover
Though my expression more subdued, we both had found a treasure money cannot buy

I see the moon! I said a hundred times, delighted at the sound

I marveled that in the times I had failed to see the moon
It had not failed to shine with stars around it strewn
Seeing such tonight, moon-tide fears were drowned

If in aging my eyes should dim down to blind

And if I cannot see the moon in more darkness than the night
May I still look up and yell, “I see the moon!” with sheer delight
And in faith know it's there for another child to find

If you see the moon tonight know it is the same moon shining here

Not since the day the dish ran away with the spoon
Have I ever yelled so much I see the moon! I see the moon! I see the moon!
Nothing is ever far away when someone sees the moon so near.