The Full Moon

I saw the moon on my way home tonight.
So bright and shiny,
like a pearl in the dark skies.
Oh, how I wish I can steal it away
and keep the treasure for myself.


I saw the moon on my way home tonight.
So lonely and sad,
like a log drifting in the gloomy seas.
Oh, how I wish I can bring it to my side
and keep it comforted and warm.


I saw the moon on my way home tonight.
So pure and innocent,
like a gentle guardian angel.
Oh, how I wish I can make it stay
and be our guiding light in life always.


I saw the moon on my way home tonight.
So big and round,
like a delicious cookie to the poor.
Oh, how I wish I can take a huge bite
and fill my hungry stomach.


I saw the moon on my way home tonight.
So bright and shiny.
So lonely and sad.
So pure and innocent.
So big and round.
And now it's time for bed.

The Last Bus

Tonight I took the last bus home.

It was late and trying to catch the connecting train seemed impossible. The bus was not empty yet not full. Chatters were heard among the loud engine sounds as the bus travelled on the road slowly. Slowly it went, past the buildings and up the expressway. It travelled in a constant speed as it was the last bus and it won’t be nice if someone missed the last bus, right? I glanced through the window as the views changed and smiled. If only all the rides are like this…

Tonight I took the last bus home. What about you?