A light in the sky gleaming at night,
Shinning so wonderfully beautifully bright.
Always changing never the same,
This is the moon and the moon is it's name.
Sparkling like a glitering star,
As people watch frome affar.
Children staring with eyes so wide,
As it just sits there so full of pride.
I just sit there and stare at it's marvel and grace,
All the while knowing I have a smile on my face.
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