The Forlorn Moon
I chanced upon A forlorn moon On my way back home. It was full and bright, Lighting up the twilight sky But morose, for reason unknown. As my car meandered Onto the winding road It kept me company, in silence. It held my gaze In an effort to express That it craved for some solace. Life had been a tad unkind With burdens that wearied the mind. Could these worries dim tomorrow? A crushed-up heart From a star far apart And now, every moment, spent in sorrow. It had no choice As life had to go on For many needed moonshine in times of gloom. So come every night, With all its might It tried, and really tried, to shine through. It did not ask hence, Anything of me Favours, requests or a job to be done. Simply, it stayed up there And followed me through the turns Letting me know, that I wasn't alone.