I think the moon is very kind To take such trouble just for me. He came along with me from home To keep me company. He went as fast as I could run; I wonder how he crossed the sky? I'm sure he hasn't legs and feet Or any wings to fly. Yet here he is above their roof; Perhaps he thinks it isn't right For me to go so far alone, Tho' mother said I might.
- by Sara Teasdale (1884 - 1933) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)
- by David Evan Thomas (b. 1958), "The kind moon", 2003 [high voice unaccompanied], from Petals fallen from the moon, no. 1. [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this text: Dave Evan Thomas
This text was added to the website: 2006-06-12
Line count: 12
Word count: 77