the moon is in height,
in pure silver white.
it is not seen in day,
it brightens my way.
it is a natural satellite,
it give us light.
it reflects the light of sun,
in night playing with moon is too fun.
it's revolution time is 27.3 days,
it comes together in my ways.
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