Like the Moon – A Poem

I am like the moon
In more ways than one
There’s a side to me that’s
generally not shown.

My hobbies and interests
They wax and wane
I pick this one and that one
And the first thing again.

One some good days
I’m like a glowing ball
I seem closer and happier
I may even give you a call.

On other days I stay
hidden and out of sight
I want to be alone
In a room that’s quiet.

On all the days in between
I have these different phases
I show myself in parts,
Just like the moon.

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