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Poetry
Mr. Moon Dedicated, for my daughter, SerenaMr. Moon, Mr. Moon, Where did you go? Mr. Moon, Mr. Moon, where did you go? Earlier today when I was playing outside, I lifted my head and I looked to the sky. I looked over here and I looked over there, Mr. Moon, I didn't see you anywhere? Mr. Moon, Mr. Moon, Where did you go? Mr. Moon, Mr. Moon, where did you go? During the day I play under the sun, I feel her warmth and I have lots of fun, but I like it best, when right before bed, Mom or Dad take me by the hand, we walk outside under a blanket of stars, I look up and there you are. Mr. Moon, Mr. Moon, I see you there, Mr. Moon, Mr. Moon, I'll blow you a kiss from here. By Mara McWilliams Please note:
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