Inspired by the writing prompt "Give me a moon story"
Moon Song
I stare in wonder at the moon,
it's face a shining orb.
Each night it changes, as I watch,
color glows from red to white.
It's shape grows ever rounder,
til it starts to wane,
slimmer,
dimmer,
night by night.
It's light is never the same.
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reflect the light from your source
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where you running your ancient course
or did your fair beauty take to flight
as a new moon gone from my sight?