Somewhere I Talk to the Moon

I asked The moon what it felt. It smiled then cried a little. I asked The moon how it felt. It said ‘dark and Lonely.’ It looked at me it smiled. It said ‘much better now.’ I said to the moon it must be beautiful up there. It smiled then cried a little. I said to the moon what if I joined you? It looked at me it smiled. It said ‘much better.’.