Palest of moons sliced in half and set in the sky at
the middle of noon.
Standing gallantly in the daylight's hot sun, letting
everyone know it will soon be dark and will have it's
turn to shine brightly for us all.
Not daring to share it's twilight evening with the
next day's sun.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
twilight evening, I like it, thanks.