The Full Moon

        Composed by: Azm

The Full moon up there waving down

Seems like a woman with sticks and hay

Traces of the father left behind

Yet left to perceive and rewind

Lights she spreads pretty deep blue

And the city down there as good as new

But would go back home pretty soon

But she’d again return, blossom and bloom

People point out to the dark spots in her

They’re unaware that’s beauty we fall for

The reason she had as she showed up today

For the people like was to live her way

To be the real hero in the dark

Put smile on faces as the beauty sparks!

Copyright ©2010 Azm