Poem Of M Words

Many moons must pass, before we meet again,

Myriad miles to traverse, mountains and then,

Meadows of green, and a misty terrain,

Musing on memories, that still remain.

Majestic creatures, move in the morn,

Majestic mountains, majestic adorn,

Making melodies, music to be born,

Mending the mind, making it strong.

Midnight musings, magic in the air,

Mystical movements, mind is aware,

Magnificent marvels, miracles rare,

Mastering the moment, mind has a flair.

Many moments of joy, many moments of pain,

Making the most of them, not in vain,

Molding the mind, with might and main,

Moving forward, without disdain.

Many lessons to learn, many miles to gain,

Moving ahead, in sunshine and rain,

Meditating on life, mindful refrain,

Making a mark, a memorable domain.