by Vagif Bayatly Oner (born 1948)
A girl in her seventeenth year
Could not sleep a wink
On a moonlit night.
Wherever she went the next day,
The moon descended from the sky
And followed her.
The girl saw the moon,
Became shy and lost her way,
Her eyes lit with moonlight,
Looking back, now and then,
She would smile at the moon
That was following her.
When a girl in her seventeenth year
Smiles to think,
Either the moon follows her,
Or the moonlight wanders in her face and eyes.
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