Young Writers Society

Light part 2

She, the Moon

The moon. they say, will never care
of human thoughts and things they bear.
The moon, always there in the sky
do nothing but watch by and by.

But I think she's not what she seems,
not one who'd wake you from your dreams.
But though she does what she desires,
the moon is one you would admire.

The moon keeps what's inside her heart
from things that could tear it apart.
She treasures simple things inside
and sometimes keeps herself aside.

She's not naive, she never was.
There's still light in her heart of brass.
Again. I'll say, she's not what she seems.
There's more of her beyond those rims.