A Man in the Moon

During my childhood days my mom always says, 

That is the moon uncle watching from away. 

He is hiding him from me day by day, 

That's the uncle-nephew play. 

One day when I was very upset and sad, 

Got scolding from my dad, 

Sitting alone feeling very very bad, 

Suddenly a face from moon come to pat my head. 

A bright face with a beautiful smile 

A big nose with a slight broad nose for a while, 

The nose is looking like a sand pile, 

The smile looks to be very fragile. 

He asked me for moon ride 

Loved me and made my pride, 

On his body he made me slide, 

Taught me how to spread love as a guide. 

Made me understand that my father scold was not real, 

He wants me to be the best as usual, 

His lesson should always be my fuel, 

A father's role is always duel.