The sun kisses the moon,
a chance encounter, an eclipse.
A flower buds in early spring,
embracing the sunlight,
basking in it's warmth.
Day gives way to night as the sun sets
and the moon rises.
A glowing orb gazes down upon the world,
always amazed at what the sun's gift does,
nourishing and giving life.
How wonderful the sun is!
Always giving of it's self,
asking nothing in return.
How beautiful is that!?
"I wish I were a sun" thought the moon. |