Moonbeams

*My lines are off, its an aa bb cc etc. rhyme scheme.*

Moonbeams are so full of grace.
I think they were meant for a more ethereal race.

The silver, it soaks the world by night.
So small and yet so full of might.

The dance with stars up in the sky.
Way up there, they seem so high.

So far away from this little place
I feel so dwarfed by the vastness of space.

But when the quivering beams reach me.
Then I truly begin to see,

How the world was meant to be.
Calm, and beautiful is she.*

*She meaning the Earth.*