Gracefully in the last lap of toil
Its light fades behind in azure soil
Where Moon cultivated a character
Which reflected in every matter.
The mountain and valley beauty
Is enhanced by its articulate duty
Painting calm and pure designs
Redeems in universe Nature’s presence.
Peaceful face of the sleeping Nature
For the last time with content it captures
And hands over the child to Sun
To take care when it wakes in morn.
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nice poems!
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