Dear Moon As I look up in the sky I feel mightily shy for asking this one word question: Why? Why, dear Moon Are you always facing us the same side and leave your back to hide Why, dear Moon do you keep my mind so twirled by being so much older than our world Why, dear Moon is it that, seen from my eyes you and the Sun have the exact same size Why, dear Moon my wonder is on the grow according to scientists, you should be hollow Why, dear Moon another curiosity that I found is that your orbit is perfectly round But still, dear Moon there is only one answer that I seek about your majestic mystique please set me free from the biggest wonder that I carry: Why, dear Moon is that when I asked people more than once they kept insisting, it is all just a coincidence...