The Magnanimous Moon Poem by Jerusha Melanie

I sat at the terrace,
Staring the sky.
Just then an aeroplane
Steadily passed by.
The lights on it
Gleamed and glowed.
Beautifully beaded,
Bright and bold.
But then I felt,
that behind me, something shimmered.
I turned back to witness
The gigantic moon that glimmered.
And as I stared,
To it I was drawn near.
And now the magnanimous moon,
Seemed to me very dear.
Still I glared,
Far, very far,
And saw the tiny-twinkling
Sterling stars.
They danced gleefully,
As the clouds cleared.
And away from the moon,
Darkness steered.
The motion moonshine,
Was and is one of a kind.
Thus the bright and beaded aeroplane,
Propelled away from my mind.