He was a blue-eyed child to his mother’s eyes
But a big black sheep to the rest
And his shadow he casts on the corner
From where he spied on the moon crest.
Pale white & forever happy it shined
But he stayed away from her at her behest.
Arrives then the darkness, devouring the stars
Yet disregarding her bright presence in the sky.
Bitterness spews from his saddened tongue
......
He was a blue-eyed child to his mother’s eyes
But a big black sheep to the rest
And his shadow he casts on the corner
From where he spied on the moon crest.
Pale white & forever happy it shined
But he stayed away from her at her behest.
Arrives then the darkness, devouring the stars
Yet disregarding her bright presence in the sky.
Bitterness spews from his saddened tongue
......