Man on the moon

Man on the moon

It seems not long ago

Bantam tot, I was chasing Butterflies ,got bitten by the acerbic bee
Curious i was, you know curiosity kills the cat

My grandma pointed to the moon
The man is walking there ,she said
I scrutinized sky , paying more attention to
The moon, she was the same,amber and crisp

The puzzled elfin girl, seeking to fathom
How is possible that man can actually be there?
Imagining him to stride,talking to the stars
Looking down on us, flashing with a smiles

The time grew, maturing fast
Advancing years changed my outlook
The lovely moon stood in related manner
Blond beauty,illuminated in the twilight

The shadow of the man drifting still
Amidst the dunes of moon