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Far away on a shore
A lad, there, playing a song
A sight to behold, as never before
The moon was singing along

So Dear One, listen tonight
Now, I'll tell you why
In the dark, the moon is bright
Singing a lullaby

I kid you not, tis true
Listen, from your bed
A lullaby, just for you
As you rest your sleepy head

:-)

Poem © 4/7/08
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Kathryn Sunday Davis
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