The sun and moon

Wed, 07/03/2019 - 18:42 -- Aripari

The moon rises to take her place in the night sky. She is surrounded by her children, before their light begins to die. The sun sets and descends to the underworld, leaving the world dark and cold. But yet, there is a light so bold. She dares to shine even in the darkest of nights. With her children in her sights. She shines bright and gives one last fight. Tis time for the sun to rise once more and illuminate the night. As the sun and moon pass, they hold hands to dance. They reach to hold each other and to kiss, as if it were their last chance.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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