The Moon Shines Bright,
Throughout the night,
But everyone forgets the moonlight,
when the sun comes into sight,
The star blinks all throughout the night,
and hide away at the daylight.
The moon had a friend,
A naive girl with a heart of gold,
Use to look up to the big blue for days on end,
Throughout their friendship neither spoke,
The moon couldn't and girl didn't,
They had a mutual understanding,
Without chattering.
After a while the girl stopped looking up,
grown up and all wise,
The childlike wonder disappear from her eyes,
The moon had lost a friend,
To adulthood again.
This was my very first poem, thank you, to all of you for reading this, this poem is very close to my heart. ~ Ray
