Moon

The moon was out all day

It took place of the sun

I watched pleasantly,upon the rotate of its have

Hard to spot in the light,but it's presence fun

Wondering why it decided to stay

Maybe it couldn't sleep

Maybe the moon had something to say

It felt worrying to me,yet I enjoyed its proud glow free

Pale silhouette,reminiscing in the warmth of your opposite

Just for a little while,smiling against all odds of orbit