I show up fast when your wallet gets tight. You pull me out when it’s time to look right. I grip till the moment you start to unwind- Then hang by the door like I’ve been left behind.

They cheered for me as I started the show, A borrowed grin, stitched firm in place. The sun rose high as I traveled below. Still smiling, my name was never known.

I race through space but do not flee, a faithful twin in gravity. I glow in dark yet do not burn, and in my arms, the tides still turn. What am I?

I stand with grace and softly gleam, yet I am fleeting as a dream. Each moment takes a piece of me, until I'm gone, no more to see. What am I?

I have a twin but sound the same, We stand apart yet share a name. When you find me, you see two, But if I’m missing, you’re confused. What am I?