Before I’d heard,
Before I knew,
That the moon was far away –
Too far to get to in one day,
“Impossible!” I heard you say –
I had thought,
Before I knew –
(I was ready to explore)
That I would fetch a piece of moon,
And keep it to adore.
You see I’d noticed, very often,
Or at least I’d understood,
Others must have done the same,
And so I thought I could –
Piece by piece they’d take it down,
Then build it up again,
Then take it down and build it up –
Again and again and again.
