Once as child

once as child, I dreamed of the moon, walking in circles, and silver cafune -Each day and night, my mind would take flight, eyes wide open, lost in the mesmerizing glow of the celestial orb, casting it's gentle light upon my youthful wondering brings memories. I chatted with my friends so grand, of adventure to explore, where dreams of journey took a stand admist our sharted laughter and boundless imagination, painting vibrant landscape of possible and wondering brings memories. But when they said I couldn't go alone in the dark and did, it made give up my dream, the shadow of doubt creeping in, obstructing the path I once egarly tode, with joy filed in my heart ....., Jashmitha....