The great blacklight in the sky
Makes the people wonder why
All the dismal things have gone
And the shadows have moved on.
The shining face of a kind man
Makes us feel that we too can
Achieve our greatest hopes and dreams
No matter how far away they seem.
The shining light, a firm reminder
Through the night, that though we miss her
Morning comes anew each day
Dawn will come, she'll not be swayed.
Oh, Sir Moon, as you reflect
On many things of intellect,
Consider just this one thing more
I beg you it not be ignored.
What is our impact, oh my friend?
We live these lives, but to what end?
"Friend," he said, "though it may seem
Your life is nothing but routine,
"I've watched many men come and go,
the greatest ones were not all known.
It may seem your lives are short,
consider then, my kind retort.
"The victories men know you've won
Are not the greatest things you've done.
You may not know it, but trust me,
Men do great deeds unknowingly."