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Lady Moon sits on the arc of the moon
Watching as the night goes black
and she rises, replacing the sun
Stars surround her Kingdom
Lighting her way in the dark
of a quarter moon, she dislikes
Not enough light from her does shine
on these intensley hidden nights
Trouble abounds at these times
The darkness covers the crimes
the eeriness, invades her soul
She quietly waits for the sun to rise
The next time Lady Moon waits for,
is the fullness, the brightness, the happiness
A full Moon brings to her
She loves to share her grandest of
all nights with the world around her
Stars smile, Angels sing
As Lady Moon happily swings
on her domain of brillance
beyond compare
Lynne©2006
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