• The Sun is bright
    And shining.
    The Moon is dull
    And cold.

    They each have their way
    They each have their time.
    Never are they to mingle,
    Never to be one.

    They are not alike in any way.
    But they have the same thing to say:
    “Look at me, look.
    Stay a while and see me.”

    They say this to one another
    Though the other cannot hear
    For each has its way
    And each has its time.