Buy me the Moon

A small boy walks with Mum having fun
On foot paths bathed in summer sun
He has something on his mind he want’s to express
And try to find the words without being a pest

He saw it you see the other day
In the shop down the road in a display
It was golden, it was silver, it was precious and round
And this little boy knew it cost more than a pound

He thought hard and deep, he ponders long and hard
And came up with just who would be happy to reward
He waited until his Mum made the weekly call
And hovered with patience until it was his turn to talk

Nana would you….
em,
Nana I need…
uh,
Nana could you….
em
Nana please!

Could you buy me the moon, it’s in the shop
I want to see it each morning when I wake up
One day when I am big I’ll go there and see
Just who lives on this shiny ball of mystery