• When I look at the silver moon, I'm reminded of all the blessings in my life.
    I have two parents that love me, and a brother, too.
    I have more than one shoe!
    I have wonderful grandparents who love me to no end.
    I'm also blessed with tons of friends!
    I have many talents that I like to share,
    And I'm as stubborn as a bear!
    And even when I grow old,
    I'll remember the stories that I've been told.
    The memories of this life shall be stored in my head,
    That'll add up like pennies until I'm dead.
    Then I'll float until to heaven above,
    And be wrapped in my God's warm love.
    Some would say, "How does the moon make you think of these things?"
    Because the moon is beautiful, it makes all me other blessings sing.