Love Under A Full Moon

I see the moon rising in the night sky Soft clouds drifting along in the light airs Young love starting to grow, and they're so shy Other lovers passing, walking in pairs. Can love pass the many hurdles of life The highs, the lows, the tears, the ups, the downs Will it survive and grow or end in strife Or be full of joyous laughter, not frowns? All love must be worked on every minute For it to grow and thrive and then mature Living love is giving without limit Faithful loving couples always endure. There is something about love and the moon That makes Cupid's arrows hit those who swoon.