• Lighting up the darkness outside,
    I sit alone, just staring
    At the pale sphere that sits
    In the black sky.
    The forty degree weather chills me,
    And I wonder how that silver globe
    Can merely sit there and hold its position,
    Illuminating the darkness
    That surrounds me.
    Wishing that it could sit there
    Every night,
    Hoping that I could show my love
    The beautiful sight that I was seeing
    Right then and there.
    Just imagining the gentle smile
    On his face, lit up by the soft silver light
    Of the autumn moon that made my memories
    Much more vivid.
    The silver sphere that lit up
    The darkness that shrouded everything.
    A sight that warmed my heart, no matter
    How cold the atumn night was.
    The almost-winter moon,
    That would always make me smile, remembering
    The first official memory of my love...
    An Autumn Moon That Makes Everything Gentle...