She is the moon
A reflector of the Sun’s light
To those in darkness at night
Watching over, shining brightly
Until the sun rises from the sea
She is the moon
Faint in daylight, unnoticeable
Floating in the sky like a bubble
No one looks for her during the day
But she’s always been there to stay
She is the moon
A guiding presence from up high
A complement to the stars in the sky
A lighthouse to those lost at sea
A source of inspiration and beauty
The Chicharonicles 