The Moon-Sheep

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Title:     The Moon-Sheep
Author: Christopher Morley [More Titles by Morley]

The moon seems like a docile sheep,
She pastures while all people sleep;
But sometimes, when she goes astray,
She wanders all alone by day.

Up in the clear blue morning air
We are surprised to see her there,
Grazing in her woolly white,
Waiting the return of night.

When dusk lets down the meadow bars
She greets again her lambs, the stars!

[The end]
Christopher Morley's poem: Moon-Sheep

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