Tuesday, December 12, 2006 @10:22 AM
Over our heads like the sun of night, With its friends; Many, Like tiny dots in the sky. Sun is jealous of Moon, For it has company and Sun doesn't. Lights streaming down to Earth Like streamers at a party. But Sun doesn't know that Moon stole from him, For Moon had stolen Sun's light. Moon is clever, for she knows while Sun sleeps She can take his light.
