My child, I see the dark clouds floating in the night sky.
The full Moon with all its glory just passes by.
I look at your innocent eyes, then you smile.
Your face glows in the moonlight, but just for a while.
Oh Cloud, I want you to cry just for my child.
Oh Cloud, I wish you would go away just for a while.
Let the Moon with its own grace,
appear from faraway space
to shine on my Child's face.
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts and feelings.
ПоэзияThis poem, my dad wrote when I was born. I always look up to him, and this poem is a work of art. I've always loved this poem, like I love him. I thank my dad for everything even though I don't show it and tell him that. I hope he finds this someday!
