Moon Struck
I reached right up and before your very eyes, I touched the ghostly moon
I stopped it spinning for the shortest moment of time, and we both saw it start to wane
With wonder in your eyes, and disbelief as you dropped your ice-cream spoon
And the words that still make my heart smile...”Do it again, Daddy, do it again!”
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