The White Moon
The White Moon
Melany
San Francisco • 2017
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The moon shines in the night. The moon turns white and so bright in the black sky.
The moon looks white, shines very white.
In the moon I see a shadow of a fox in a box clapping and laughing.
The moon comes up, the moon comes down trying to find a new place to shine again.
All of the cows look at the moon at night and say mooooo.
When I see the moon I feel like a star way up high.
Every night the moon shines above the stars.
At dawn the moon sleeps waiting for another nightfall again.
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