The moon, so high up in the sky.
So light in the darkness of night.
It is a beautiful sight.
The moon, so high up in the sky.
Is untouched by the clouds.
It hangs in the sky with such light,
that not even the darkness can defeat it.
The moon, so high up in the sky.
It covers you like a warm blanket.
Many do not see it often for they sleep,
but I can look at it forever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is very nice Anne, I like this one alot,10.