Nothing shines brighter than the full moon in the midnight sky.

The sky was empty, not a star in sight.

I wondered how the pale moon felt, floating alone in the sky above a city that never sleeps.

But then I realized the moon was not alone after all.

Perhaps the reason it shined so bright

was that it was happy to be part of the laughter and love of the earth,

drawing close to give light

to those in the dark who needed it most.