The north star shines bright in the night sky
The only star in the light polluted night sky of the city
The tree lines of the horizon on a background of the setting sun,
Orange at the base then into a deep blue above me.
Though the trees are not the same trees,
The moon will always be the same moon
And if you look up, and see that moon
Know that I am seeing that very same moon.
Even if I’m not seeing you see the same moon
You should know that I wish that were so.
And I am off seeing the world
And you are living your life,
Having your own adventures.
The time we have together,
One day we, maybe, will have more time
But for now I am content,
And I hope you are too,
That our time is with the moon.