Uncle moon comes in the sky daily night.When I smile, he also smiles with me.
There are lots of stars also with him.
The sky is filled with cute stars.
Are these tiny stars his children?
I wish to sing and play with uncle moon and stars.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
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2 comments:
Ohh I wish that too!!! Your poem touched my heart very much! You're such a gifted girl :)
thanks!!!
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