The Moon Rises

I can imagine the land above,

In which the animals frolic,

The stars keep them from the darkness,

And the moon shows them the way,

This land protects many,

The ones I can't save,

I'm hoping this one stays,

The last one of its species,

It needs to stay alive,

The night drools over the land,

And the sun starts to vanish,

The moon rises once again.