It’s now turning cold gradually
the sun will not shine furiously
the winter is set to prevail
the summer is fading
the loaded trees are now yielding
the pale leaves are now falling
the garden’s beauty is splashed
the gorgeous flowers are perished
fields are turned yellow
no more visitors for the meadow
chums are down with flu
It is now the barren Autumn!
Certainly God used his divine mastery, skill for it’s creation
it’s God’s gorgeous gift and special boon
It’s creation is far beyond our imagination
it’s one and only, the cool and lovely MOON!
The more we look, the more we marvel at it
the way it rises, falls and the way it glows
Oh! moon’s beauty, coolness really badly hits
its observers and makes them even bow!
Wandering from east to west and west to east
this lovely, teeny planet never rests
Oh! to be bright and cool like moon
impossible for every being but exception is with MOON!