The dark face is turned away
It doesn't see, it doesn’t stay
In our sights it never looms
It lives in shadow’s gloom
Its crescent smile is sometimes seen
As a budding glowing seed
Opens slow until it’s grown
A flower in full bloom
When in full bloom
And clear skies let
Its light glow in the night
Its silver sheen, a living dream
Gives us an eerie light
It travels cross our sky at night
Hides in the Sun’s daytime light
Is always there, not always seen
Gives no real light, reflection seen
Commands the tides and owns the night
And offers us the soothing sight
True as a friend that's always there
First step from Earth to heaven's stair
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