Ruby's Moon
The moon is mine
It winks at me
It shines and smiles
Each night at tea.
And when I sleep
In my small bed
The moon puts pictures
In my head.
Then when I wake
The moon is gone
It hides from me
The whole day long.
But every night
It shows it's face
As high above
It hangs in space.
I love the moon
The moon is mine
Each night it smiles
At me - just fine.
Joy Weare,
11th June, 2010.
...For Ruby...
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