Treasure Island

Lawerence Campbell


She is the Sun, I am the Moon


When the day starts and the roosters crow
The sun comes out, that we all know
And with its warm and bright bueatifull glow
The animals rejoice, and the trees grow

When the day ends, and the sun starts to fade
A cold rock, comes out to light the shade
Its cold, and dark but yet it will glow
For the suns warm bueaty continues to flow
So the owls, and wolfs will continue to see
The survival of the fittest that make the weak flee

And as the moon falls, and the cycle restarts
The sun will continue to come out to warm hearts
And even the moon, which seems so dark and cold
Will continue to glow and guide the few that are bold
For the sun will always light the cold dense rock
And the universe will expand like a ticking clock
And every year or two, the moon will get its due
For the suns bright face will be eclipsed by the moon

Submitted: Friday, September 23, 2011
Edited: Saturday, September 24, 2011

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