Where Moonbeams Dance
Where moonbeams dance upon the ice
on frosted lakes of arctic flow,
a peaceful calm the night suffice
where moonbeams dance.
A tatted curtain veils the show
of dappled blue white light precise
dancing across the powdered snow.
A scene so pure and simply nice
that one cannot resist the show.
My feet move freely on the bice
where moonbeams dance.
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