The Curse of the Sky

By: Ariel Neufeld

The sun setting in the distance,

Fades with little to no resistance.

The moon rises up into the dark sky,

As it passes the stars by.

At the highest of its moonlit peak,

Its ending it shall soon seek.

For once it begins to descend,

It’s journey will come to an end.

As the sun rises to bring its light,

The moon fades with the night.