(Editor's Note: Moonshine is a poem that started as a school project for my daughter and, inevitably, I could not leave well enough alone, so we developed it into a collaborative effort)
Moonshine
The moon tonight is hiding shy
behind a great grey cloud,
he shines his light from time to time
from underneath his shroud
I wish that I could see his face
he sometimes smiles at me,
he floats across a silky sky
and gives us light for free
On windy nights 'mid racing streams
he bobbles round in fun,
he checks to see the stars stay fixed
and wink at father sun
He loves to work till twilight shift
but when the sun comes up
he ducks around the other side
to shine the Melbourne Cup!
(Ileana & Finbar Wright/copyright/xxv.i.mmiv)