One stormy night among the heavens the moon appears to cry
She felt alone for there were no stars twinkling in the skies
The clouds drew near to surround the orb with their soft embrace
Hidden beneath the cloudy night the sun wouldn't show his face
Such a lonely place to be when your primary task is to shine
Shedding light amid the twilight hours a part of the great design
Yet even when the moon in all of its glory can sometimes lose her way
Abandoned at times and solely forgotten by the discontented and dismayed
If only for one stormy night will these waters grace the skies?
Whereas once again she'll cast her brightness and leave behind the cries.
© 8/22/2020
Oct 13, 2020
Oct 13, 2020 at 2:25 PM UTC
One stormy night among the heavens the moon appears to cry
She felt alone for there were no stars twinkling in the skies
The clouds drew near to surround the orb with their soft embrace
Hidden beneath the cloudy night the sun wouldn't show his face
Such a lonely place to be when your primary task is to shine
Shedding light amid the twilight hours a part of the great design
Yet even when the moon in all of its glory can sometimes lose her way
Abandoned at times and solely forgotten by the discontented and dismayed
If only for one stormy night will these waters grace the skies?
Whereas once again she'll cast her brightness and leave behind the cries.
© 8/22/2020
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