Isn't she lonely ..?

Once upon a time, in the vast and endless sky,
A brilliant object shone with a stunning light,
Its presence felt by every creature on earth,
For it was the moon, a celestial sight of great worth.

With its silvery glow and shape so round,
The moon ruled the night, a queen crowned,
Its beauty incomparable, a marvel to behold,
A sight that enchanted both young and old.

The moon's face changed with each passing night,
A waxing and waning orb, a curious delight,
From new moon to full, it cycled with grace,
A celestial dance, a waltz in outer space.

The moon's light, so serene and pure,
Illuminated the world, a radiant allure,
It cast a mystical spell, a dreamy haze,
A magical atmosphere, a lunar craze.

The moon was a muse, an inspiration to all,
Poets and painters, they answered the call,
They captured its beauty in words and art,
A timeless tribute, a masterpiece from the heart.

And so, the moon continued to shine,
A beauty that never fades, a cosmic sign,
Of the wonders of our universe, so vast,
And the beauty that lies beyond, unsurpassed.

So let us revel in the moon's majestic glow,
And cherish its beauty, forever aglow,
For it is a reminder of the marvels of our world,
And the mysteries of the universe, yet to be unfurled.