::The Moth's Story; When the Butterfly Fell in Love with the Moon:: She got so tired of the everyday  and was so curious about the Night When she gathered her strength and a beat of her wings -  off onward she did take flight. Curiosity turned real with reality twisted and her wings began to change A whole new world  with a whole new view   Brought new sight upon many of things. She knew this was her -  Her journey towards light It had made all of the difference - When she fell in love with Night There was no longer home  in the brightness of day and no home-like comfort  in the warmth of the sun’s ray Her journey was never over -  and what change did it bring Soon the songs of the crickets  had a beautiful ring She glided at midnight  with great ease like a queen Seeing many shining objects  and many dark things  Winged details of yellow  soon transformed into gold Reflected moon’s light  like the Sun’s long ago What a beautiful creature  the Moth came to be  When she fell in love with the flame  Night’s search seemed to bring No longer a creature and burdened With the bearer of the Day, The Butterfly fell in Love with the Moon  - And there She would Stay.