Poetry Box bonus sun and moon poems from Joy

 The Moon

A luminous orb, a lopsided smile,

Waxing, waning, all the while

Never dimmed, though darkness approaches

 Never ceasing to beguile

The Sun

Shrouded in cloud

Sometimes

Kissed by mist

Sometimes 

 looming in gloom

Sometimes 

But mellow though stark

To scatter the dark

Always

Joy, age 12, Year 8, South Wellington Intermediate

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