Daily Prompt: Non-Spicy

The monsoon breeze is calm

The sleep is yet to come.

The moon is bright

E’thing silver light.

A Bengali childhood rhyme

Taking me back to lost time.

The one on a wedding

(Where)Elephant & horse dancing.

What a sight I can’t say

All I gather is royal & gay.

Like Stevenson

I want to write tonight poem one.

Another poem I relish

I recollect; a moment to cherish.

Oh moon…my dear moon

Tonight I’m Timothy Boon

(And the memories my balloons).