The moon is getting smaller.
His face is growing grim.
The bowl is getting less and less.
The light is growing dim.

Tomorrow is the new moon
when there is barely moon at all.
Then we'll see it wax again
into a big round ball.


    I don't know when I learned the words waxing and waning, but I do remember that  I thought those were the coolest words when I learned them.  Now when I look at the moon I try to figure out if the moon is getting bigger (waxing) or smaller (waning.)  Like water that ebbs (pulls away from shore) and flows (rushes toward shore) words that come in pairs are lots of fun.  Can you think of other words that are for movement and mean the opposite of each other?  Can you write a poem today about movement?  Have fun writing.