I love the moon,
Broken at times and,
Full of craters,
As if to not forget,
How she got hurt,
But still smiles through,
Every crack of her heart.
I love the sun,
Filled with,
Scorching hot rage,
But still spreads her sunshine,
Through her kindness.
I love the rain,
Pouring through her eyes,
Still the fire in them,
Keeps her determination raging.
I love the stars,
Always twinkling in her eyes,
Full of love and hope,
But still her heart,
Never let her trust,
And accept her own glow.