Mr. Moon
You rise above
The sky with rounds of light
Spreading joy through the night.
You disappear as days dawn,
But if we rise before your retreat
A shadow remains
A wisp of faded smiles
A breakfast treat.
Moon shadow where you go
Nobody knows.
Mr. Moon
You rise above
The sky with rounds of light
Spreading joy through the night.
You disappear as days dawn,
But if we rise before your retreat
A shadow remains
A wisp of faded smiles
A breakfast treat.
Moon shadow where you go
Nobody knows.
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