The moon's gentle glow when illuminates the forest deep,
All creatures of the night dances in their own way.
The owls hoot and the wolves howl, in a chorus of delight,
as the moon's magic fills the air, with a wondrous sight.
The unicorns prance and the fairies flit,
In a dance of pure joy, under the wild moon's fit.
The wild moon of magic, a place of enchantment and dreams,
where the creatures of the night, their wildest schemes.
A well crafted poem abounding with images.Nice flow and rhyme.
A beautiful poem expressing in beautiful detail the many wonders of the moon. Yes, the moon always brings enchantment in all its colors and shapes.
Brilliant and perfect representation..... thanks for sharing....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This forest certainly sounds enchanted to me. Beautifully written.