Some says Moon is their God,
For others it would be their Mother, Or friend,
But for me,
You’re only my “Chanda Mama”.
Hours spend besides the lake,
Under the stars.
The soft gentle breeze,
Reminds me the presence of your. Gazing you all night,
To smilling you,
And you always gleaming back to me. You’d be always there for me,
When no one is there.
Listens to all my problems,
To solving it.
You’re always there for me, My Chanda Mama !
And bring back those gleamy smiles again.
You’re always my Chanda Mama…. Forever and ever !!!© Dakshali Gupta
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