She once lit up the quiet sky,
Ever shining in her brilliance;
I, enamored by her mystic beauty
And her incredible resilience.
With a supernovae smileó
A vibrant glow upon her face,
She was the brightest of all the stars,
Kissed softly by the lips of grace.
I watched her come and go,
Like the ebb and flow of the ocean tide;
As the growing undercurrent,
Eroded at her sands of time.
Piece by piece she drifted away,
To a place I could no longer reach;
Until she faded from that misty bay,
Someplace beyond this lonely beach.
Some nights I hear her echo, still,
Far across the ocean blueó
Perhaps she's still out there, somewhere,
Beyond the dark side of the moon.