Frederick Stuart Church/Public Domain

So here’s a simple and dreamy poem for kids-

I see a little girl every night,
Playing with the moon and stars bright,

She swings on the moon so high,
While the moon is laughing in the sky,
She gathers stars and moon and everything,
Because by morning,
There’s nothing to be seen,

I am going to catch her one day,
And ask her to let them play,
Every night and day.

Previously published  on d.ust.bin (now defunct)

P.S – My short piece “Coloured Existence” is up at Mamalode 🙂

Swinging on the Moon – A Poem
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