Moon is Weary

She fetches and carries,
gets the kids ready for school,
remembers birthdays, packs
for holidays, writes Christmas
cards to people, she’s never met…

Sun argues, he pulls his weight,
and his is, after all, the greater
light, but moon moves oceans
and tides, keeps the pantry
well-stocked and the calendar right:
spring, summer, autumn, winter

same old…
same old…

Nights, moon looks into the dark
mirror as Sun turns away,
his job finished for the day,
and she imagines giving it all up—

what will Sun do then?