The moon smiles down at me.
I look up and smile back.
She's always had a thing for me
That beautiful moon in the sky.
She's like a watcher, a protector.
She guides me so dear.
She makes me grin from ear to ear.
The moon smiles down at me.
I look up and smile back.
She's always so kind to me.
She knows my secrets and she doesn't tell 'em.
She doesn't judge me, or my mom, or anyone I know.
These times are rough, she tells me, but
I'm tough enough to get through them.
The moon smiles down at me.
I look up and smile back.
Being a teenager is hard.
Being a girl is hard.
Being bisexual is hard.
Being black is hard.
Being mixed is hard.
She makes me feel like things
Are a million times easier.
The moon smiles down at me.
I look up and smile back.
She glows her white light onto me.
She does it so gently.
She caresses my face wherever I go.
She helps guide me through the night.
She shows me her children, the stars.
And she even shows me her lover, the sun.
The moon smiles down at me.
I look up and smile back.
I love her right back.
I care about her too.
She's so beautiful and so, so kind.
I wish I could go to her.
I wish I could see her
So that way she is never alone.
YOU ARE READING
Blessed to Cursed
PoetryWritten by Fawn Young, Chosen One for the Blacks 2420 In "The Battle Across the Universe" Fawn Young becomes a writer. She writes a couple poetry books. This is one of them. It's written after the events in "The Battle of the Races", but before the...
