Moon

The moon appears to be a silver plate 

The big and round whom to see, I await.

I like to stand and run, in our terrace

To find that, whether it chases me or I did chase.

It loves to amuse with me, Hide-and-seek.

And merely smiles, above the mountain peak.

The moon plays with me a special game

For not always remaining the same.

Sometimes full, either time crescent

Another day half, but I don't know,

What it's gonna be present.

The moon followed me or I followed it?

I tried to prank, In the corners I hid.

But, to my surprise it smiled 

And still chased me,

When I peeped in the walls amid. 

By accepting defeat, 

I strolled in the park through the night

The moon followed me, while back home.

Or, I followed it, I don't certainly know.