To My Parents
You are the sun,
lighting the places
I cannot reach,
warming the parts of me
that would otherwise stay cold.
And I am the moon,
plain and dull on my own,
only shining because
I have your light to carry.
But you need me too.
Because when the sun
meets the moon,
something extraordinary happens.
An eclipse.
For a moment,
the whole world looks up.
Not to see the sun,
not to see the moon,
but to see our eclipse,
something neither of us could make alone.
Copyright © Christina Chircop | Year Posted 2026
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