Moonlit Whispering Stars
Little Margaret smiles under moon's bright light
Night whispers soft, the garden glides on gentle flight
Stars above twirl, their shimmer casts a warm glow
While sleepy clouds drift low, a silvery hush of snow
The silver moon climbs high, a friendly spoon
It paints the world in silver, singing gentle tune
Dreams wander quiet, like boats upon a stream
And lullabies drift, as wishes softly gleam
High above, the heavens wear a quiet gleam
Each twinkling beacon sends a hopeful beam
Margaret curls, the night wraps her in sleep
The world holds its breath, cradling hearts so deep
Written for Margaret
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