The city and the moon

It was winter and the full moon.
I was walking with my little son in the evening city.

The city was full of busy people.
The cars were hurrying along the big prospect.
The windows of the big shops were illuminated brightly.
It was winter and the busy city.

Suddenly my son told me seriously,
“The city and the moon are utter strangers.
They do not notice each other.”

It was winter and the full moon.