Twinkle
so bright,
big and shining
against the black canvas of the sky,
giving light to those below,
appearing to follow where they go,
like some protective force
guiding,
guiding,
guiding,
dots of little stars around it
keeping it company,
helping it perform its mission,
together they don’t seem alone and lonely,
full moon,
lighting the way,
twinkling brighter than any streetlamp
and probably knowing it too,
beautiful and stunning full moon
in all your glittering glory,
full of vitality and mystery,
so far
yet so near,
we all feel we have met you
though of course we have not.
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