I was on a vacation to the Moon
When I heard a familiar echo
Amazed, I turned around
To watch a familiar shadow
Branches shivering in the cold air
Roots floating in the pool of water
There it stood, a tree of stars
Lighting the dark crater
Full of glee, as I ran down its path
I saw an alien with a grin
To break the deadly silence
It was playing its favorite violin
Before leaving that beautiful place
I plucked some stars that were ripe
Just to proudly show them back on Earth
As souvenirs from the journey of my life
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Would you like to accompany me on my next trip?
YOU ARE READING
Rhyming Rhythms
PoetryLet the curtains rise Let the show begin Let the rhythms rhyme Even the audience is so keen What are you waiting for Open the mystery box Full of smiles and tears It'll make you dance on the rocks Yes, it'll make you sing along and dance... *** The...
