I love to watch the moon shining through the clouds while in bed at night.

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Lying in my bed I gaze at the moon,
Silently shimmering in its sleepy lagoon.
A silver orb peeping through a light streaked sky,
Silhouetting the trees as it passes on high.
Below on the ground haunting shadows are cast
As tiny white clouds float hastily past,
All beautifully framed in my window pane,
One moment there and then gone again.
Then as calmly into the distance it creeps
The serenity lulls me into peaceful sleep.
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Christine Ramsay
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