In a field full of stars, <br />The lonely moon shone. <br />Looking down on his kingdom, <br />Wondering where it went wrong. <br /> <br />'There are so many stars. <br />So why am I the only moon? <br />I shall try to find another, <br />Lonely, lonely moon.' <br /> <br />He travelled far and wide, <br />And came one day to a lake. <br />He glanced sadly down, <br />And saw another moon's face. <br /> <br />To him it wasn't a reflection, <br />It was his soulmate. <br />But when he tried to touch he face, <br />He found that she was seperate. <br /> <br />Trapped beneath the water, <br />And one day the drought came. <br />The moon and water vanished, <br />Trickling down the drain. <br /> <br />So the lonely moon, <br />Went back to the sky. <br />Where he spent his days, <br />Crying bitterly, 'Why? ' <br /> <br />'Why am I the only one? <br />It just isn't fair. <br />The stars have billions of friends.' <br />And he looked up at the heavens and glared. <br /> <br />But that morning, at dawn, <br />Up came the sun. <br />She smiled sadly and told him, <br />'I too am the only one.' <br /> <br />They spent their days together, <br />Taking turns to watch the Earth. <br />The lonely moon gave thanks to God. <br />'Thank you for sending her! ' <br /> <br />'Now I am not lonely, <br />For I'm not the only one. <br />I have my greatest friend, <br />The golden yellow sun! '<br /><br />Amy Darnbrook<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-lonely-moon-2/
