The moon is my friend. She calls me at night. She shows me her feelings, by the fracture of light. When I look, into the sky and see her (full moon) great light. She tells me, she\'s glowing with red/orange light. Her husband - the sun has treated her right, just look at me glowing! I am the queen of the night.
Some times, when I see her (the moon) she\'s a half, then a quarter. When I shout out her name. She tells me; don\'t bother! She tells me her husband (the sun) is cheating on her with limited light . My glow is now fractured, my mood grim tonight.