The sun was rising overhead,
It shined its gleaming rays
Then said the moon, just playing dead.
“I simply cannot stay!”
The sunshine softly said goodbye,
And brighter by the second,
She ascended to the rosy sky,
And to the birds she beckoned.
The silvery stars were now long gone,
Nocturnal beasts were sleeping.
The night was like a distant song,
Shadows ceased their creeping.
As the day wore on, the sun grew tired,
Her rays were gently fading,
Between her lips snuck out a yawn,
She knew the moon was waiting.
She’d had her turn to light the world,
To warm each living thing,
But then Moon said, as night unfurled,
“I am the Twilight King”.