Clear shines the moon

The moon is shining clear blue eyes.
Quietly, night comes to the meadow.
He's probably, far and high,
See how I walk in the dew.
Probably he was joking, laughing,
Sticks somewhere in another skirt.
Youth is a once in a lifetime is given.
Will flash there. It's not stupid.
Kindly beams to face...
A brisk pain in the heart. Already not calling.