Moon

Dearest Child,

I know not what to say.

Your questions of you beloved fall,

Only to rest upon mine solemn ears.

I am the Moon, a friend and confidant.

You lie beneath me at night,

Your love does as well.

No more shall be spoken, for open mouth soil

Fate and Fae will guide you:

Trust in the words they say.

Yours Truly.

Friend Moon