The world it tilts its way and nods to me.
It leaves me all its possibilities.
The dawn it’s rushing off to go to you.
To greet you for this day you have anew.
The moon unleashes self upon the sky.
It friends the stars but sings no lullaby.
It leaves me with no choice now but for bed.
I want to chase the dawn with you instead.
I ask the dawn to give me but a clue.
A way to swap the moon and stars for you.
It tells me stop now, time to go to sleep.
The moon and stars are here for me to keep.
This is a repost of an older poem, one of my first