RUNAWAY MOON

However hard I leaped in air

Wished I had a magical stair

I never could get the moon

I would slowly walk

without a sound

To stalk the moon

and its silvery round

But never could I bring it

down to ground

Was always ahead

Oh! how can he?

I ran like a gazelle but the same to see

How dare he ran faster than me

Ah! the day before my eyes did come

Found him reclining on my mango tree

Just you see how I get to thee

Stole the ladder to grab him tight

Climbed to the top forgotten my fright

Fully sure I will catch him right

When I reached the top he flew higher up

I watched in amaze like my baby pup

watches when made to jump

to grab his sup.

(c)sunita grover raina2021

10/10/21

India

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