Dear Moon

Dear Moon,

How are you tonight?

Thank you for being our night light!

Moon, oh Moon, what do you see

When you gaze down upon the earth and me?

Do you see the precious ones resting in the night

The ones who are sleepless with never-ending plights

What about those who take what is not theirs– whatever that thing may be–

And get away in the dark and light scot-free?

Dear Moon, your pale dimples and wrinkles in your beautiful dented orb,

Where are they from?

Did you smile for thousands of years that such joy you did absorb–

Or did you age and sigh

When the worst in the night terrorize others passing by?

Oh Moon, what do you do

When your brother Sun takes the stage?

Do you, while reading your beloved book, turn the page

Or do you go to bed in a sulk and rage?

Do you often feel like your brother Sun’s shadow?

Or feel that you are your own with your calm confidence never low?

So many questions I have for you

So many, oh many,

We must sit and talk as two

Let us meet tomorrow night

To hear your wonderful tale

From beginning to end

Spare no details hidden behind a veil

Much love from below

As the blink of eyes begin to slow

Much thanks from down here

As the sounds of the night i begin to hear

Yours truly,

The creature of the day

Known to be unruly,

Ava