THE BLUE MOON

The blue moon,

I saw today,

would just love staring at it,

day by day.

 

With the shining light,

and the sparkling bright,

with the stunning  ray of the white star,

take me to that land, a wide afar.

 

With my great smile,

I would play in it,

in my big pockets would take it home,

will never scold him a bit.

 

If he has seen a bit of this world,

with his closed eyes,

flying high with the blue fluttering wings,

we’ll surely arise.

 

But even if he goes back,

to his homeland,

we’ll keep smiling at each other,

and walk hand in hand.

 

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