I am not happy with this one. Any suggestions on how to smooth it out would be appreciated.
Once upon a crescent Moon,
Two fairies danced by lofty tune.
In fits of laughter they did swoon,
Alas all ended much too soon.
Soon, Moon had turned his weary head,
To cry his tears which were blood red.
Moon's sorrow cast and evil spell,
Upon the ones on Earth did dwell.
Lover's used to stroll beneath,
Celestial glow, he did bequeath.
Hence, red cast such an evil tone,
People began to wretch and moan.
Evil spirits used this red,
To dance and sing, to spread such dread.
The fairies looked upon this scene,
Such evil frolic was so obscene.
"Moon, why do you cry so red?"
One fairy asked from 'neath her bed.
Forlorn, this Moon had but one wish,
As tears rolled down he began to dish.
To dance and sing with such utter grace,
I envy you two, Tis my disgrace.
The fairies shocked at this display,
Chastised the Moon with much dismay.
You are special, yes, this is true!
There be no one as sweet as you.
Look upon these people beneath,
Such effect the glow that you bequeath.
The lovers used to idyllicly stroll,
Beneath your glorious, heavenly glow.
But now that the evil is let free,
People run and hide, scream and flee.
You must be true unto yourself!
Put your talents not on a shelf.
We treasure you just as you are.
As lovers wishing on a star.
Dry up your tears, remove this red.
Put this evil back to bed.
Watch lovers stroll, your light give birth.
Then you'll understand your worth.
Moon took the fairy's words to heart,
Turned his head, to us depart.
Celestial glow, now all is well.
That is all this tale does to tell.