Lights Of The Moon Poem by Jesus Diaz Llorico

'The moon that night was cool and bright
as it gleams in leaves in silvery light
the air is filled with younger dreams
with words and wishes in its beams
for in its spell love stories are made
to tunes of heart's most sweet serenade

the moon tonight is cold and pale
for it's veiled with haze and cloudy tales
it hangs heavy, bitter and lonely
as it floats alone in airy galaxy
its nightly flames ceases in the dark
no life, no dreams and not a spark

oh! stars of heaven and winds of earth
you have started all our glorious births
yet let the dark clouds spread everywhere
that trees complain in silent despair
for even we knew the end will come
we ask for light to be back one more time.'