The Sun
The sun, shining in the sky,
A star,
High above us,
Giving us heat, light,
Helping us live.
The Moon
The Moon, sitting in space,
Constantly circling us,
Never leaving,
Relaying the light
The sun cannot give.
Sunless, Moonless
Sunless,
We could not live.
We would starve,
For light makes food for us,
In many ways,
And sunless,
We would be lightless.
Moonless,
We could not see.
We would starve,
For it helps us imagine things,
So great,
And moonless,
We could not imagine.
Hey bum! Lol. :-) I love your poems, they're great! Much better than anything I've ever read! Please, post more!
Toodles, & Have a good one,
Jessica
PS- I'm sorry I haven't talked to ya in a while. I went down the shore with Cierra for 4 days and I didn't get a hold of a computer until I came back to Grandma's house on Saturday night. Tell, your Mom, Dad, and Jonathan I said hi and love ya, okay?