Sweet Exhale

In the heat of the day
Willow weeps
for the Moon

She knows sunlight
is a necessity, but 
often, on hot summer 
days, reaches an impasse

To wait patiently
expending only 
necessary energy

Or wilt with frustration, 
dying in the heat
that accompanies the light

But Willow, she manages

Remembering her 
sweet exhale will soon
accompany the rising Moon

Remembering its glow
is the perfect reflection 
of the Sun’s radiant light

Prompt 7 The Poetry Marathon

Please use at least 5 of the following words in your poem:
Bat
Impasse *
Moon *
Curio
Dumpling
Willow *
Satchel
Sweet *
Exhale *
Chip