Nothing is what it seems

There was a moth on my pillow
It came by the window
It went up the wall
And came back and sat on the ball
I like to call it funny
because it played with my little bunny.

hmm these words just came out once when i actually saw a moth on my pillow and guess what? it rhymed. so i wrote i down and so there it was...my first poem! And then there was no stopping me!