“How Big is the Moon?”
.
The sky was so big,
the moon so small,
yellow and ridged
like a lone tennis ball
“It’s made of cheese!”
I heard someone say,
and that made my night
as it sometimes makes my day.
The Moon in May –
though not in June,
as old songs would say –
its light shining down
and showing the way.
“How big is the Moon?”
‘Quite big.’ I’d say.
Graeme Sandford 