The song of the moon

An Oil on 20 by 22 inches canvas, as I was trying to work on this one, I wondered  how many time I made an effort  to get out of  my home and watched this little miracle of life called moon ! This is the song for a man who enjoyed moon for the joy of it.. but all alone!

He enjoyed looking at the moon,
Every night, day after day.
He wanted to enjoy the moon with her by his side,
She didn't care, she would rather pretend asleep.
He waited and waited for her to look at the moon,
Every night, day after day.
She never looked once!
The moon is still glowing as it was, years ago,
But he is not asking her any more, too old and tired,
The past is gone and will never come back,
The present moment is the only truth
That is to be enjoyed like the glowing moon.