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. 



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