The Moon

June 24, 2013

Goodnight sun
The day grows dark.
Good evening moon
My oldest friend.
The twilight’s ne’er
A place for fright
For it’s with you
I spend my night.
Your glowing face
Stretches ‘cross the sky
It’s a constant race
To find the lie.
For in the ‘morn
When the sun returns
The constant sorrow
Oh it burns.
Regret filled days
Post-sleepless nights
I finally see
Your brightest light.

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