When the waning moon is but a sliver
does it kiss the sky good-bye,
and when the night is at it’s darkest,
does it breath a heavy sigh
and blame the moon for leaving it
alone with the twinkling stars?
And once the radiant orb swells again
illuminating the black obsidian sky
do silvery stars and lonely night in unison
forgive the roaming moon and welcome back
their dear old friend as if he never left?
©2019 Linda Lee Lyberg
Linda Lee Lyberg is a wife, mother, artist, published poet and author. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband of 22 years, and her dog, Ricky Bobby. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories.
You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com
and her Amazon Author Page