The princess of the moon

There once was a princess, like dewdrops so fair

With pretty blue eyes and silvery hair.

Her home was a castle high up on the moon,

and she strode forward to a big, blue balloon.

The princess travelled to the Earth down below,

the balloon brought her down, steady and slow.

She hovered over mountains and rivers and seas,

the wind blew her forward over hills filled with trees.

She searched the Earth to find her true love,

aiding her quest was a friendly white dove.

Together they flew high up in the sky,

the people who saw them never knew why.

The love that she searched, the love of her life,

he was her husband and she was his wife.

With a balloon he had gone to visit the Earth,

the land he grew up in, the place of his birth.

She remembered she met him a long time ago,

they had fallen in love on a field filled with snow.

The lovers of winter, they married in spring,

and they went to the moon, to visit the king.

They were happy and merry for years without end,

but the prince wished to visit his family and friend.

He travelled to the Earth, he wouldn’t stay long,

but lost the balloon when the wind blew too strong.

So the princess went down to look for her guy,

with the dove by her side and a tear in her eye.

But one day she saw a man working the land,

she recognized her prince and reached out her hand.

The dove gently flew down and pulled at his ear,

the prince quickly looked up and he let out a cheer.

He took his wife’s hand and got in the balloon,

and together they flew right back to the moon.

*** © Mariska Bekker ***