Absent Moon

In the past, in the sky lived a moon

I appreciated every night

When I was down, and when I was weary

the moon was there to shine

In times I eager that time might fly

I, there to observe the moon

There was a time I looked to the sky

every single night fascinated by that moon

In this time, in the sky still lives a moon

however the blanket tonight seemed dull

gathering of stars became shrunken

and I in my heart, struggled to not cry over

the Absent Moon

Where is it, now that I need company?

How I admired its shape, appreciated its beauty

now it is absent when it should be crescent

© Joel Yap