Have you ever heard of the Wombat Moon?
When the animals gather in the midst of June?
Numbat, Wallaby, Tiger, and Deer,
To frolic ’neath the celestial sphere
They come from near and very far
Guided by a shining star
For it is a time of gladness and glee
Of happiness and unity
The Luna moth floats in first,
Honeyed tea slakes her thirst,
She rests her green gossamer wings,
And then to the Wombat Moon she sings
On this night the Cat won’t chase the Mouse
Nor does the Lynx stalk the Grouse
The Aardwolf eats not the Ants
Instead all gather paws and dance
The Hyena’s face holds a silly grin
As he waltzes with the Penguin twin
The scent of jasmine floats on the air
And the animals frolic without a care
The Antelope kick up their hooves
The herd of Wildebeesties moves
To whistle upon fanciful flutes
With their playful friends the Bandicoots
This my friend, is the Wombat Moon
A magical time in the midst of June
Where all God’s creatures, both great and small
Gather to dance in the Lunar Ball
3 comments:
I'm completely geeking out over the picture...and the poem is fantastic - I definitely think you should illustrate it as a children's book :) will you sign my copy?
Children's book! children's book!
For real?
I really want to sing this. Whilst dancing in a circle holding hands.
...accompanied by a calliope and two accordions.
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