They were just like the moon..
part of them always hidden away from the world..
Yet even hidden the world could see how they were the brightest star of all..
even from afar..
Although,
just like us.. the moon always goes through the phases of emptiness.. just so they to can feel full once more..
You may tell your secrets to them..
for they shall remain in complete silence..
Never to tell a soul what you have trusted them with..
The lady of the moon shall always and forever be the happiest most caring mother of all..
You are her shooting stars that fell from the night sky..
The children she has promised to protect even from a distance..
You must rest now..
For the sun shall arise and you shall continue to shine like gold in the sunlight..
And like a glimmering star in the night sky..
