Today the moon asked me,
\"And where are the people you used to compare me with?\"
A gentle inquiry, dancing upon its luminous beams,
As I gazed up at the moon, its silvery glow,
Reflecting back memories of long ago.
In the stillness of the night, I pondered and sighed,
Recalling those souls who were once by my side.
They were like stars that adorned the velvet sky,
Each with their own sparkle, their own unique light.
We would gaze upon the moon together,
Sharing stories, dreams, and laughter.
But time has flowed like a river\'s course,
Whispering change and taking its course.
Those people, once near and dear,
Now scattered like autumn leaves, far and near.
The moon, with its gentle gaze,
Seemed to understand my silent haze.
It whispered softly in the night air,
\"Cherish the memories, for they are rare.\"
For connections may fade like the morning dew,
But the imprint they leave will always stay true.
Though the people may no longer be by my side,
Their essence lives on, in my heart they reside.
And so, dear moon, I shall not compare,
Your beauty and their presence, for it is unfair.
For in their absence, love lingers still,
Our shared moments forever etched on life\'s hill.
So, as the moon continues its celestial dance,
I embrace the memories, take a chance,
To honor the past, cherish what was,
And find solace in the stars above.
For the moon reminds me, in its celestial plea,
That life\'s tapestry is woven with diversity.
No need to compare, just let it be,
For each person\'s light is a unique key.
So, dear moon, as you fade out of sight,
I thank you for your guiding light.
And I\'ll remember, as each night unfurls,
The people who once illuminated my world.