Thats no balloon that is the moon

The mother of all planetary influences she
Evolved so long ago controlling tides effectively
Suggested by so many to illuminate the soul
Full of new and crescented she lives up to her role
DIana knew her significance the richness in the sky
A gem a xanthic character that solidly doth fly
On besom brooms we click our heels our petticoats of cream
Fly away behind us to create another dream
She orbits earth a satellite for all of us to see
Magnificent and what an amazing affect she has on me
Hunters give thanks to her and lovers spirits rise
Bio dynamics sees her in her natural guise
There is no man to speak of and certainly no cheese
No man has walked upon her that was one big tease
She is our closest ally and a massive friend of Bee’s
The moon an orb of majesty bringing shadow to the trees