At night, my family and I go outside to watch the moon glowing bright and round.
We lie on the soft grass, pointing to the shiny craters and imagining stories about the moon’s secret friends.
The cool breeze whispers through the trees, and the stars twinkle like tiny night lights.
Dad tells us tales about astronauts who travel far, flying past planets and comets.
Mom brings warm cocoa, and we sip it slowly, feeling cozy and happy together.
Sometimes, the moon hides behind clouds, but we wait patiently for it to shine again.
Watching the moon makes me feel small but also part of something big and magical.
It’s our special time, filled with wonder, stories, and love under the night sky.