Jealous Moon Poem by Destry Miller

Oh jealous moon, do not weep, no tears for missed daylight.
The unmerciful sun shines too bright, and hot, and cruel.
The sun is unforgiving, scorching all in sight.
Do not weep, for what is there to see?
The sun's torturing glance, burns the vision from the eyes.
The blinding glare burns away any picture the daylight could produce. Its blinding light blocks the heavenly stars, which only the darkness of the moon can wake their shine.
So jealous moon, oh orb of dimned light, do not weep for cursed daylight, in which there are no shinning stars.