Where dreams are made (Moonbeams)

All that way with fingers crossed    
And looked in histories eye and never blinked  
Each who looked in wonder lost    
That orbit crested of mans elipse    
   
Some say a hoax a PR stunt    
Of moonshine distilled on the studios floors    
All smoke and mirrors to put the US in front    
The doubters the cyinics would never applaud    
   
To go to where deamers hearts always fly    
The pull on your soul like rise of the tides    
The burn of the thrusters under starry sky    
That sonnets flight to where moonbeams derived    
   
Step down from the LEM and stand on the earth    
For millions their lives to look up and reflect    
To pull down the moon and be the first    
A moonstruck obsession will require hard work    
   
The astronauts bounded to plant that starred flag    
The cheese of their grins that beamed to shine forth    
For such achievments to bag and to brag    
 Micheal Jacksons moonwalk just dust on the floor