Two shadow-colts one summer night did try
To dance a jig because the moon was high:
But the moon obscured its face,
For she thought‘ t was a disgrace.
While the little stars were laughing in the sky.
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THE MOON DANCE · Ruth McEnery Stuart · Poetry Cove