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The Moon Plays Peek-A-Boo
by
Alice C. Bateman
The Moon plays peek-a-boo
It watches me through the branches
Where the leaves are changing and falling
And the world is taking its chances
Chances that it shouldn't take
Risks that it can't win
Hosting people who forget
This Planet came from Him
This Gift from God we call the Earth
He gave from His Great Love
And we are all destroying Her
It grieves Him, up Above
We must stop hurting this, our Mother
We must stop hurting Him
We are not worthy of Their Love
What we do is a sin
We do not give our Parents
The love that is Their due
We do not seem to understand
To Them we must we must be true
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