Late night

I stayed up and brewed some coffee
With the moon lighting me a grin
I said "hi, don't you look lovely"
And the moon replied "oh what a little sin."

I stayed up and read a book
With the wind blowing me a breeze
I said "hi, but I can't as much as look"
And the wind replied with a wheeze.

I stayed up and drew the night
With a song sung by the trees
I said "hi, the moon's out bright"
And the trees replied:

"Along with a night's breeze."