the moon is all i care for.
it lets the stars
shine through the night;
knows even the most poor.
she does not care
where youre from
or what your name might be.
and for that,
i love her more
than the sun
we always see.
she lights up the shadows
and chases 'way the pain,
and this i thank ye luna,
more precious than the rain.
not the best, but, yah...
