The moon is pretty in the sky
And all I would like to do is to listen to this song
Non-stop as I watch the moon 🌙
But I have things to do
Papers to sort out
Stories to tell to my child
And games to play
I step back
As the lyrics of the song repeat in my head
Which I don't quite well understand
I pick up the key to the French door
Close the door, the curtains
And head to the room
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