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The Moon


There’s a Moon above my head and it shines so bright.
I stare in amazement and curiosity and delight.
I have questions to ask; and I think I might.
But when I try to ask, he bids me goodnight.

There’s a Moon above my head and it shines so bright.
I say, “Mr. Moon, being snooty is not right!”
He smiles down at me, for he is polite.
He says, “Dear girl, don’t judge me, alright!
I have to fight the darkness to shine so bright.”

“Oh Moon above my head! Can you sing me a song?”
“Because, night is here and far away is the dawn.”
So, Moon sings to me, the song of the Sun.
The one who lives with desires, but none.

There’s a Moon above my head and all his brightness fades.
I ask him, “Why?” He says, “Dark shadows invade.”
“Slowly each day, by piece I am torn.
Only the Sun puts me together and I am reborn.”

“Oh Moon above my head! Does the Sun possess all might?”
“Dear little one”, he says, “He is the most generous and bright.”
“He is a humble giver who burns on the outside.
I am only a borrower. I borrow his light.”

“My greed for more silver, tears me away every night.
Be kind like the golden Sun and your glow shall be infinite.”
There’s a Moon above my head and it shines so bright.
I hear what he says, and I think he is right.
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  1. Neha Rai ShrimalOctober 25, 2019 at 1:54 PM

    Simply outstanding work .... Conveys the message pretty clearly ... I liked the adverbs used here

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  2. NidhiOctober 25, 2019 at 3:01 PM

    Thank you so much. Though,I was a little nervous about the grammar. ☺️

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