You think moment is lost.
It returns and again you have it,
And again it slips away
Like the unanchored boat.
The sun goes off the stage
And the moon makes his way in.
They come back again in new costumes
Dazzling the audience with their beauty.
You need to admire each moment each time.
Get from them what you want.
They're there offering you.
May be you wish for sugar
And they give you salt.
Never mind it; attempt again.
If you miss the chance,
Wait, they're coming.