The year two thousand sixteen is about to end
The Crescent moon is peaceful like a baby
Unaware of what goes on around-
Unaware of a new year about to start on earth.
It shines and smiles in his own world not knowing
How it's smiling moonbeams reaching down to millions
Create a festive and peaceful evening upon a quiet home
Away from a loud and boisterous New Year's Eve.
In peace, with heart full of love I welcome
The crescent moon and the cycle of another new year.
Wishing all my poet friends and readers a happy new year
With peace and joy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
love that moon! ! ! ! a sweet write from you. are you EVER mean! ? maybe i can give you lessons? i'd be glad to stick this into January's showcase, in B or C section. if you say yes, would you like me to change it's to its? ? bri :) and a fine new year to you as well. :) :)
Thanks Bri for your comment. Yes you can use it for your January showcase with your suggested correction. And yes I can be very mean too but prefer nicer ways!