Alphabe Thursday M is for Moon

How the moon began ; a tale of Grimm adapted by James Reeves & Edward Ardizzone 

Orlando the marmalade cat ; goes to the moon by Kathleen Hale

The moon on my left by Caryl Brahms

Since beginning the Alphabe Thursday I have collected several alphabet books especially those with notable illustrators.  I recently found one called A is Amazing; poems about feelings edited by Wendy Cooling and illustrated by Piet Grobler.
L for Lonely featured a poem by  James Carter calle the Moon speaks

I, the moon would like it known
I never follow people home.
I simply do not have the time.
And neither do I shine.
For what you often see at night is me reflecting solar light.
And I’m not made of cheese!
No, none of these:
No mozzarellas, cheddars, bries,
All you’ll find here if you please-are my empty seas.
And cows do not jump over me.
Now that is lunacy!
You used to come and visit me.
Oh, do return,
I’m lonely, see.

I and my children have experienced separation. During one particularly difficult time my son hoped that the moon he was seeing during the night was also looking down at me.  I assured him this was right and this made things a little better.  He now has children of his own and probably doesn’t remember this insecurities of old.
For me however it was a revelation that the moon was not shining and we were not seeing the same reflecting solar light!
Oh dear the man in the moon was such a comfort!

Astronomy with an opera-glass by Garrett P. Serviss