She stared up at the darkened sky
Seeing no light made her cry
That's when the sun whispered to her
"I'm coming back soon, rest assured.
Other people are having my light, now
But, my dear, I will not allow
You to ever be forgotten.
I'll make sure you see me again."
For a display of its promise,
It gave her the moon as a gift
So she could look up at the sky
And it would help to remind
Her of the always shining light
That watched over her through the night
A light to never leave her side
For, it was even deep inside
It filled her heart and filled her thoughts
It helped her rise when she felt naught
She was broken and forgotten
But it helped her find light again
It never gave up its promise
To give her the light that she missed
But, she was just the first of many
If you look up in the night, you'll see
It's light shining down on the world
Living the promise it once told
But, it will never stop shining, dear
Until the sun's light disappears
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Poems
PoetryJust a bunch of poems I'm writing. They may not be any good but I like them. I'll try to update it every once in a while with one or more poems.