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Moonlight And You
The picture of moonlight and you is still clear on my mind, its joy staying fresh as ever dear. Your cherubic face filled this mother’s heart as you waved to the lord of the night to start frolicking with him in the heavenly stream of silvery delight, in a land of golden dream. As the red moon rose silent, slow, and sedate behind the darkened hills changing a bit late into a bronze orb to a cool round of white, you, my darling were thrilled at the sight. While the white radiance spread over the land my very heartbeat, my fair child held my hand danced with me twirling round and round, your tinkling laughter, a delightful sound. Moonlight and you made endearing magic erasing gloom leaving no trace of the tragic. First place winner.
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