Hello Sun, Good-bye Moon

As the sun creeps in  from abaft the somber silhouette of the trees,
I hear the waking up of our feathered friends with the buzzing bees.
Something magical is about to unfold,
An unfamiliar day is to be told.

Every second turns out much brighter,
And my disposition is constantly lighter.
Because of the very hope of a band-new day,
A "good morning" just as they say.

But we've forgotten about the old moon,
The one eating the dusk who will be dropping soon.
Saying good-bye to the after hours; our bedtime,
Following down the exact same line.

The moon is bygone because of this new sun,
The dusk to dawn is clean, gloom is gone.
May all our nighttime dreams keep us sweet,
As the morning sun and a brand new day, we all greet.

Poem by Leah Halili