The sun brings joy
And light and mirth
The moon, she tries
For all she's worth
Shut out of the day
Confined to the night
She longs for the sun
With all it's light
But the sun shines on
It's not what it seems
The moon surely does not
Want to put out her beams
The moon is lost
Lost at sea
Her ship overturned
An unheard plea
When at last the sun sleeps
And the world along with it
The moon creeps out
Needless of writ
She outstretches her hands
Silver light flows forth
To her left the south
Her right the north
Her watery light
Is all but forgotten
And her mind wanders
Why was she begotten?
The moon is lost
Lost at sea
Her ship overturned
An unheard plea
The sun returns
With all its acclaim
The moon slips away
Her silvery tears proclaim:
"Oh I long for upheaval;
That I should shine
And the sun could feel
The woes that are mine!"
Her cries are ignored
The sun shines as ought
And nobody sees
The moon's beams she wrought
The moon is lost
Lost in the sky
We're one and the same
The moon and I.
*This is NOT one of my poems, all credit for this one goes to outoftheblue14 *
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