The moon, a glowing orb of white, 🌕
Stands alone in the dark of night, 🌃
A beacon in the blackest space, 🚀
A shining star with a gentle face, ⭐️

Her light, a soft and silvery glow, 💫
Illuminates all that's below, 🔦
A guiding force for dreamers and roamers, 🌟
A constant presence in the darkened corners, 🕰️

She waxes and wanes with the passing days, 📆
A cyclical dance in celestial ways, 💃
From full to new, she rides the sky, 🌠
A solitary journey, yet never shy, 💪

Her surface, a canvas of craters and sea, 🌊
A testament to the universe's glee, 🎉
A map of moments, both old and new, 🗺️
A story of the cosmos, forever true, 📚

She stands alone, yet shines so bright, 💫
A radiant beauty, in the dark of night, 💃
A symbol of hope, in the darkest hour, ⏰
A reminder of the power of gentle power, 💖

Her light, a whisper to the soul, 💭
A gentle nudge, to make us whole, 🌈
A call to dream, to imagine and roam, 🌍
A reminder of the magic that's our home, 🏠

So let us marvel at her gentle glow, 🤩
And let our spirits soar, as her light does grow, 🚀
For in her solitude, we find our own, 🤝
A reflection of the beauty that we've known, 💕

And when the darkness closes in around, 🌑
And the world is hushed, in a quiet sound, 🗣️
The moon's soft light, will be our guide, 🔦
A shining presence, that will never subside, 💫

So let us cherish, this glowing orb of white, 🌕
A symbol of hope, in the dark of night, 💫
A reminder of the beauty that's always there, 🌈
A shining moon, that will forever care, ❤️





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