In the night...
I walked in the middle of forest...
I saw the grass was talking while looking up to sky...
They were very noisy....
They were talking about a lonely moon...
The grass said " The moon was always lonely and the stars weren't a real friend to her.
I was confuse and asked them "why...?"
They replied " The moon was always alone since millions years a go because when the all galaxies loved the sun she always loved the earth".