Moony Day

I could see the moon as white crystal ball I could hear the birds chirping in my hall I made a wild guess.. Was it the end of the dusky night Then came the voice ..."oh! yes you are right" I was still not over with the yawning When someone said "good morning" I turned to "dummy"- my clock , who is wise It showed me half past five Then I realized that it was the end of that night Then came the sun lightening my room, with it's golden blaze Indeed I was missing the dusky night- the one I wanted to embrace It seemed as if the sun was pushing the moon, taking it's own place Scattering the stars somewhat high, into the sky Making me desperate to chase... Oh! It was really the end that I could see.. Now It was bright sunny day, perfect for me.. Though it's true that I saw it ending.. But it's also true that I didn't miss the beginning