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Running Moon
by Elizabeth Coatsworth
Sometimes when we drive out at night
I see the half moon, thin and white.
It runs beside us like a hound,
It’s there whenever I turn round.
I say, “Good moon, come on, good moon!
It won’t be long, we’ll be home soon,”
And when we stop, there in the sky
The moon stands still, as still as I.
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