Silver Sliver

A Silver sliver of the moon

From distances vast

Came floating down,

The wind caught it, in its arms

Slowly laid it on the ground,

A soft glow, stars in its folds

A universe of dreams throbbed

In the heart of the silver sliver.

A sobbing girl with dreams crushed,

Saw the whole scene unfold,

Rushed to the silver sliver as it lay

On the grass, an emblem of hope.

As gentle as gentle she could be,

Held it close, for a strength to face

Her fears, it gave her immensely.

A sign from the heavens to carry

On her journey, fighting her

Demons, ugly and dark.

A dawn, it heralded, of

Joy, faith and happiness for

Her in times to come.

A silver sliver of the moon

From distances vast.