Star- crossed

Poetry form :- Double Etheree Thoughts :- What is it to be a moon who waxes and wanes all the time? She chooses to be a crescent, a smile for her companion to see and cherish.

Separate and unite

Thoughts behind the poem :- While each night stars and moon unite, a time comes when brightest of all stars, Sun enters and calls it a day. Not ones to lose hope, they patiently wait to be re-united again and again.

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