Landing on the moon
the man fell in a swoon
for mankind it is a boon
an achievement in tune
a small step to him
a giant leap to his team
the world looked with awe
as he took the moon stone raw
an enthrall it was to all
as he blew the whistle in a call
well, moon holds a delight
displays a pristine blue flawless sight
it is an adventerous episode
which still rolls out a holdTh
many more explorations have followed
yet the initial one rocks with a glow.
Meenas Poems 