The moon steps lightly through the night
      Above our sleeping earth.
She sees the sunshine say goodbye
     And greets each day’s new birth.

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She sends her moonlight on our homes.
     She lightly kisses trees.
Her silvery light teases the waves
     And lulls the restless seas.

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She beams down on the desert sand,
     On fields and pastures green.
The sun’s strong rays can burn and scorch
     But her touch is velveteen.

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Our city lights outshine the moon
     With their razzle-dazzle light,
But over quiet countryside
     The moon has lustre bright.

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Gone are the reds, the golds and blues
     That enrich our earthly day,
Whilst stealthy shades of darkness 
     Steal these boisterous hues away.

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Our clock hands move, the sun returns;
     We welcome in the light -
But as our earth slowly revolves,
     The moon returns with night.

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