Bright

The Cheshire moon beamed bright that night

Just above the Venus star

He grinned to show his teeth and said,

"What a tiny thing you are!"

The Venus star's light faintly dimmed

And she spoke, soft and shy,

"Well, we can't all be quite as bright

As the brightest in the sky."

The Cheshire's smile grew thin and cruel

As he continued on,

"Of course, you can't, but who have I

At night to gaze upon?

My light is all that gives man hope

That day will come anew

And with my light so brightly cast,

For what do I need you?"

But Venus star spoke soft and calm

Her manner unashamed,

"The Sun is what gives you your light

And I am just the same.

Without him, we would both be dark,

On this we can rely.

So, how could we be true to say

It is we who rule the sky?"

The Cheshire moon then shut his mouth

And the night grew black as tar

But a child looked up and smiled to see

The second brightest star