The Sun And The Moon Poem by Diana Dimerman

The Sun And The Moon



It was morning.
The sun was going up.
The lovely birds were singing
tweet, tweet, tweet.
When the sun goes down,
the moon goes up.
When the people look at the moon
they will dream very good dreams. And when they wake up in the morning they will tell you what they dreamed of!

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