The moon steps lightly through the night
Above our sleeping earth.
She sees the sunshine say goodbye
And greets each day’s new birth.
She sends her moonlight on our homes.
She lightly kisses trees.
Her silvery light teases the waves
And lulls the restless seas.
She beams down on the desert sand,
On fields and pastures green.
The sun’s strong rays can burn and scorch
But her touch is velveteen.
Our city lights outshine the moon
With their razzle-dazzle light -
But over quiet countryside
The moon has lustre bright.
Gone are the reds, the golds and blues
That enrich our earthly day,
Whilst stealthy shades of darkness steal
These boisterous hues away.
Our clock hands move, the sun returns;
We welcome in the light -
But as our earth slowly revolves,
The moon returns with night.
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