Sun and Moon, a poem by Riley

Photo by Riley at Crystal Bridges art museum, January 2015

In the night, the stars and moon shine so bright. 

What can the sun do?

The sun, in the day, makes all the animals play. 

What can the moon do?

The moon is asleep at noon, in the day when animals play, 

But sleep, sleep so deep, 

gives them rest to haul and heave for their life that is so precious to them. 

What can the white clouds do? 

The clouds make everyone wow, in awe, 

At their lightness, at their whiteness and shade; 

For they are beautifully made. 

What can the stars do? 

At night, it is not so bright, so you can slip past anyone, 

And monster are asleep as well, and animals are under a sleepy spell.

And the horses dance into your dreams,

They follow  the stars, at a steady speed.

What can the day do?

Without the day it would be gray,

Without green grass and trees,

With every sunny season,

There is a warm breeze

What can the night do?

The night, more than alright,

Has a breeze of its own,

Whispering, “Goodnight”

To all the creatures in the realm.

What does light bring?

The light, better than night,

It can help you see,

The light can help you have fun,

And play with lots of glee.

What does the dark bring?

The owls and wolves howl at the moon,

Because the dark is their home.

The dark, in it,

You can play hide and seek,

Out where the raccoons roam.

The dark and light, the sun and moon, 
The sun, which makes all the flowers bloom,

But the night, the moon, have a secret of their own, 
One so deep, we will never know.