Guest Blog: Ajay Babu, from Mrs. Clark's 3rd grade class.
Something was bright
In the night
The birds weren't singing a song
It felt very wrong
The moon was close
To my toes
Not that near
But I still had fear
Waves were smashing
And bashing
I tried to calm myself down
But I still kept my frown
The world was filled with a bright light
And I stopped trying to fight it
I was happy
And my heart filled the whole valley
The moon is beautiful
It's provable
Bright, pure white
What a wonderful sight!
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