The Peeping Moon

He peeps through the glass windows,

Wondering what you’re writing today,

A few lines later,

Wondering for whom are you writing today?

He peeps again,

Finds you smiling,

Wondering what made you smile today,

A few smiles later,

He wonders,

Who made you smile today.

Tired of peeping,

He keeps an eye,

Trying to make you laugh today,

Let’s it go,

When he finds you laughing,

On him and the faulty stars everyday.

FLY, I SAY