the moon the moon
shining brightly in a pool of water
the moon the moon
glistening so brightly on the ground
the moon the moon
like a white shining marble floating in the sky
the moon the moon
what would we do without the moon
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
well we could see the stars more clearly....i'm kidding....very nice and well written poem....shades of the moon..colors of white, colors of hue...colors of brown in the late afternoon...the moon the guardian placed here by our saviour...to proclaim our exsistance in it's light of different shades.....i like your writing..clever and easily written...thanks ~^..^