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Our good ol’e Mr.Moon 💙

Our good ol’e Mr.Moon 💙

Where’er we wander 
It doesn’t matter how near or far

We could traverse to the end of our world or perhaps along the lane in a car

I adore to stop and look way up high
and there you are Mr. Moon shining in my eye

You cock your head as if to say
“Well hello again”

He actually watched me getting on a train

I travelled sixty miles it took me quite a while

As soon as I got off train I gave Mr. Moon a smile

He is always watching me 
Mr. Moon never leaves my side

Even though I have been on holidays and journeyed far and wide

There is only one Mr. Moon sleepily yawning

Wouldn’t you think he’d change his expression when he wakes up in the morning

Good ol’e Mr Moon our brilliant guiding light 

An illuminated beacon thru the darkness of the night

You shine so bright like a  big yellow balloon

Mother Nature’s beautiful creation
our good ol’e Mr.Moon...

 

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Pratibha Savani

Love anything moon related! Always magical to write about. Pxxx

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Jill Tait

Awww yup good ole Mr. Moon 🌕💕🌹❤️

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