Usually I am small,
Hidden behind smoky gray.
Tonight I am bright, round, and full.
I am a source of light and hope
In the endless sea of black.
What am I?
Usually I am small,
Hidden behind smoky gray.
Tonight I am bright, round, and full.
I am a source of light and hope
In the endless sea of black.
What am I?
One reply on “What Am I?”
You are something that I can’t see where I live for another hour.