If the Moon Could Dream, would it dream of friendly stars, birds flying by, summer storms, dolphins playing below? If the moon could dream, would it dream of other moons? Of love? If the moon could dream, would it smile at human folly, weep at human suffering? My moon dreams of granting every wish wished on it every night. My moon is “a friend for the lonesome to talk to” as Carl Sandburg once said. This moon goes through phases like we do and reminds us to live our lives without fear of change.