The Moon's Gentle Blanket
The silver moon begins to
softly gleam,
To guide you safely to a
gentle dream.
The stars are tucking in the
quiet skies,
As heavy tired eyes close your
sleepy eyes.
Goodnight, sweet dreams,
until the morning sun.
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