The Bright Moon

The Bright Moon

The full moon is laughing in the sky,

Playing with the stars,

And saying me Hi!!

The story I heard, 

The moon has a rabbit.

If I could see it,

The creature I love most.

The chilly night,

And colder moon ray.

Sprinkled on our roof,

And lighting all way.

 In water,

That blue lily is blushing.

The moon is smiling,

And saying Darling! For you only I'm coming.

I asked, O Moon!

Why do you love her than stars?

He said they are only caring,

But she borns for me.

The stars has no moon,

There are so many nights.

But still they come,

For only to shine.

The lily is unique.

She blooms for her moon.

The more I bright,

The more she happiest.

Love is not an expression,

It is behavioral.

There many who shows of,

But it is natural.

I praised the nature for built him alike,

A lot of lessons to learn by mankind.

I smiled heartily and said,

Bye! To him.

By

Seema Samal