THROUGH THE LENS - a poem

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Oh, what a beautiful night,

I looked up at the sky with all my might.


In the vast dark space, I saw were only stars,

Suddenly, I saw a bright light gleaming far.


Could it be? Yes, it was the moon,

Hanging in the distance, floating like a balloon.


All of the craters and silence, not a single sound,

Only shimmering dust, not a single mound of rock or any cloud.


Look! There are first men in a rocket,

Focused, aiming for their target.


One was touching down and was upon the moon,

Making history that will speak volume.


Stellar stars, making the night sky, 

And constellations twinkle with delight.


 The marvelous Milky Way, our home galaxy,

 The planets, all making the Solar System our family.


The stupendous shooting stars making our wishes come true,

I love space because we are always learning things new.


Oh, what a beautiful night,

It makes me stay behind.


I have always wished to go to the moon

I wonder, I pray and I will soon.


- The Sis

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