T'was the crescent so loved...yet a little less bright
"it'll be brighter tomorrow, and thicker, as it grows."
I told my uneasy self.
I looked up today, to check in on it, and be sure.
Oh! but he was gone--the waning moon.
Some moon that was...
"He'll be back...just a matter of days"
I told my despairing self, and smiled!
"it'll be brighter tomorrow, and thicker, as it grows."
I told my uneasy self.
I looked up today, to check in on it, and be sure.
Oh! but he was gone--the waning moon.
Some moon that was...
"He'll be back...just a matter of days"
I told my despairing self, and smiled!
