The Moon

Last night, when I was playing with my cars,

I took a look at the stars,

They were happy and bright

Giving away their twinkling light.

But tonight, when I saw the stars

They looked sad as no moon was with them

Next day at noon

I told my mother about the moon

She told me after giving tea

That the moon travels for free

That day I learned that the moon covers a cycle

But I thought it was a miracle

Next night I saw it was true

Because the moon was shining

And was looking brand new.