Beauty Of The Night Poem by cheyenne riegsecker

She stretches her wings out,
in the idea of night,
a silent beauty,
to be held tight.
how graceful and pretty,
she sleeps in the sky,
watching over us all,
like a creature in the night sky.
Samhain eve,
celebrates her birth,
but not everyone,
knows what she is worth.
A lonely friend,
to be by my side,
when I look up in the night sky,
her smile is so bright.
She is my friend,
my foe and my fear,
she is the one,
I want here.
She is,
the beauty of the night sky,
I don't see her,
as other people might.
She is NOT,
to be feared,
she is a friend,
that's always here.
She is the one,
that shines bright,
and lights my way up in the night.
My beauty of the night,
disappears at noon,
my beauty of night,
SHE IS THE MOON