Edges

I love days when sun and moon 
play together overhead, 
when the moon is a slice 
of whipped cream pie
while the sun is a blanket we
feel but acknowledge only 
from the edges of our eyes.
I am a morning person, grabbing
every sunbeam and moon pie, holding 
on for more and more and more
of that. Every morning
outrunning the wolf of night, leaving
him slinking to his lair. 
This is my ritual - struggling through
the dark, reveling in the light.

Thanks to artist Gaynor Kane and Paul Brooks of The Wombwell Rainbow for this prompt.