Sunset

"Come child,
Mother Day awaits.
For it is sunset."

Stars will scatter 'round and 'round
As Day takes off her somber crown
And shakes her mantle darkly down

Brother Night,
Soft and slender
Glances down and will remember
The darkness before
All the glaring lights and sigh

'Why? Why chase me away?'
He murmurs
'Come my friends!'
He calls to Lady Moon
And her band of Stars
'Tonight they will hear!'
Playing the beautiful music
Again each night
Until,
His sister rises again

And to her,
Joy is bestowed.

She blushes,
Setting the blue sky
Alight
Each morning and evening.
The same show.

Night waits,
With Lady Moon
And her Stars
For a small chance
To be loved
Each sunset

Notes drifted down
As I sat next to Grandpa
"I can hear them!"
He smiled at me.
"As do I."

~~~

I don't know why I changed my poetry style.

So, the nighttime has an inferiority complex?

...no? Actually, he just wants to be listened to.

It seems kinda like he's upset that people like his sister better.

Well, wouldn't you be?

I really don't care what people think. Maybe if I was someone else I would though.

Well, yeah. But still, it's not really nice to be ignored by the most advanced species.

Yeah.

And they're chasing him away from the lands he once roamed.

Kinda like that Coldplay song.

I don't know any Coldplay.

Oh.

Yeah.