Milly Saves the Crescent Moon
Milly’s dive was dark and deliberate, also dangerously deep.
But she had to save the crescent moon, who had a soul to keep.
The moon was grateful and gave her six wishes to spend.
She used three of them for others and gave two more to a friend.
Are you keeping no wish for yourself? Asked the moon in surprise.
My wish is to get you back up there, in the beautiful night skies.
The crescent moon became a life long friend to this mystical friend.
The wishes he gives her now never expire, run out or end.
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