Iris’s Space Tale
Play Me.
Read Me.
In a teeny tiny tale
In a land not far away
There lives a little girl
Iris is her name
Iris loves adventure
She loves to run and play
She loves to jump in puddles
So she loves it when it rains
. . . . .
Everyone who knows her
Has the same thing to say
She may be young and small
But she’s daring and she’s brave
She loves to climb tall trees
On golden autumn days
And look up at the sky
Feel the wind upon her face
. . . . .
She loves to go exploring
And discover the great outdoors
Like caves so deep they echo
And the ocean splashing the shore
She loves to play in the woods
Kicking leaves on the forest floor
She loves to be in nature
But there’s one thing she loves more…
. . . . .
Every night at 7
She goes into her room
Her parents read her stories
And sing her little tunes
They tuck her up in bed
In her warm and safe cocoon
They give her little kisses
And whisper “I love you”
. . . . .
When her parents think she’s sleeping
They creep out of her room
Iris opens her eyes
She adjusts them to the gloom
She tiptoes to her window
To get a better view
Pulls back the curtain, and there it is
The glowing, beautiful moon
. . . . .
She stares in awe and wonder
Never tires of the sight
Iris loves the daytime
But she especially loves the night
The way the moon changes shape
Depending on the light
Tonight it is a crescent
Curved and long and bright
. . . . .
She looks up at the stars
That glimmer in the sky
She finds the biggest and brightest
So big it looks nearby
She clasps her hands and whispers
“I wish that I could fly.
Starlight, please grant me my wish
To fly to the moon tonight”
. . . . .
The starlight doesn’t answer
It just sparkles instead
Iris lets out a sigh
And scratches her little head
She tiptoes across her room
And gets back into bed
Every night the same
No trip to the moon just yet
. . . . .
She decides to shut her eyes
Even though she cannot sleep
She’s wide awake and restless
She tries to count some sheep
She concentrates on warmth
And the pillow against her cheek
But then all of a sudden
From beneath her duvet she peaks
. . . . .
A light unlike any other
Is glimmering from outside
Her window appears to be glowing
Her curtains glitter and glide
Her room is suddenly sparkling
As if a disco ball were inside
She peels back her covers
Takes one two three big strides
. . . . .
Iris lets out a gasp
As she moves the curtains aside
She stands completely still
She cannot believe her eyes
Right there on her front lawn
Having travelled from the top of the sky
Is the star that she has wished on
Shining strong and sparkling bright
. . . . .
Without a second thought
Iris knows just what to do
She grabs her very best backpack
And darts out of her room
She tiptoes down the hallway
Passed the nursery, passed the loo
She heads towards the kitchen
And takes not one pack of biscuits, but two!
. . . . .
She runs down the hall
Rucksack brimming with snacks and juice
She zips up her cosiest jacket
And steps into her favourite boots
She opens up the front door
And feels the warm balm of June
She runs straight to the star and shouts
“Take me to the moon!”
. . . . .
No sooner has she said the words
They shoot into the sky
Iris holds on tightly
As they fly up fast and high
She takes a peak beneath her
And smiles as the world whizzes by
Her grin the biggest it’s ever been,
Oh what it is to fly!!
. . . . .
They fly up past the buildings
They fly up past the trees
They fly up through the clouds
The world beneath fast asleep
They fly towards the atmosphere
Iris clings on as they reach
The edge between what lies ahead
And that place called home beneath
. . . . .
With a whoosh a bang a whizz
A fizz a pop a whirl
The star and Iris push through the sphere
In a curly swirly twirl
They reach the other side
And peer down at her little world
From here it is blue and green and white
And ever so slightly curved
. . . . .
Onwards and upwards they soar
Iris looks to her left and her right
The air around her sparkles
Dazzling and bright
There are countless shooting stars
Blazing meteorites
The sky bathed in purples and blues and pinks
She’s never seen such magnificent sights
. . . . .
Iris’s eyes grow large
As she looks directly up
She’s almost at the moon!!
She cannot believe her luck
All those nights of hoping and wishing
And now just a moment above
Is that rocky, glowing orb
The place she’s been dreaming of
. . . . .
One final asteroid push
And they reach the dusty ground
Iris lets go of her star
She floats slowly down
The air is tranquil and still
She cannot hear a sound
But there’s a strong smell of cheese
And there are craters, deep and round
. . . . .
Off in the distance
She sees something green and small
It starts waddling towards her
It must only be two feet tall
Iris hops ever closer
Her curiosity pushing her toward
This funny little moon creature
She’s excited, cautious, enthralled
. . . . .
Now Iris is very clever
She reads all sorts of books
And she knows just what she sees
With a simple, single look
Its skin a vivid green
The nose a little hooked
Ears a bit too large
And antennae slightly crooked
. . . . .
“An alien!” She exclaims
As she grins from ear to ear
The alien smiles and nods
And lets out a little cheer
“I come in peace” she says
“There is nothing to fear”
She opens up her backpack
And beckons the alien near
. . . . .
She holds out a pack of biscuits
The alien looks intrigued
Iris takes a bite
The alien follows her lead
Its eyes grow big and wide
Its face happy and pleased
It grabs a bit of moon rock
Holds it out and says “cheese”
. . . . .
Iris takes it and giggles
It tastes just like cheese from home
Her and the alien eat and smile
It feels nice to not be alone
The alien takes her hand
They decide to go for a roam
They jump over craters and kick up the dust
She is getting to know the unknown
. . . . .
Me and my alien chum
We come from different places
But we get along
Whenever we’re together
We’re never glum
Oh me
And my alien chum
Me and my alien pal
He likes to call me zschudubuduhp
And I call him Al
Whenever we’re together
Everything’s swell
Oh me
And my alien pal
Me and my alien friend
We’ll be friends forever
Friends til the end
I’ll miss him when I’m home
But he can visit on weekends
My alien friend
. . . . .
Iris smiles and stifles a yawn
She’s beginning to feel rather dreamy
It’s all well and good being a space explorer
But even the best get sleepy
She decides it’s time to go back home
Back to her planet and family
She says her farewells, calls for her star
“Earth please”, she whispers sweetly
. . . . .
The journey home feels like a dream
Iris smiles all the way to her bed
What a glorious time, she thinks to herself
As she tucks herself in once again
This time she’ll dream of the things that she’s seen
Of the moon and her alien friend
She pulls up the covers, closes her eyes
And starry sleep descends.
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