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The Moon's Wish


As the golden crisp sun began to fall

The moon rose up to the beckoning call

Night covered the sky like a curtain

If the golden sun died is uncertain

The whispering wind heard the moon's wish

And passed it on to the glistening fish

They began to swim in synchronization

And spread the moon's wish across the nation

The moonlit river which contained the beasts

Brought the fish to the forests having tables of feasts

The forests, too busy eating to notice

Were under the influence of the Lotus

As the beasts began to bawl

They saw a golden horse from a nearby stall

The horse, happy to carry the message

Left glittering scales on nearby foilage

As the golden horse carried the wish throughout the valley

Overhead, a comet appeared by the name of Halley

The horse became exhausted, despite doing its best

And made a clearing in the grass and started to rest

And so the moon's wish was a mystery

When the sun rose, it became a part of history

 
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