The Sun, The Moon, And Our Lives Poem by Saranya Sanya Ruamsook

The Sun, The Moon, And Our Lives



The sun goes by and the moon comes.
Repeating every day and night,
Seems the same but different,
Rainy day with clouds,
Though sun shines the same,
It’s not bright as always.
Even with the moon in a dark night,
That’s a new moon.
Just as our lives,
So just as our lives.

Saranya(Sanya) R. [June 2015]

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