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Blue Moon

Stars are shining brightly

It's something that we all see

Every night we count that stars

1, 2, 3

 

They say once every four years  

A moon of no ordinary kind appears

A blue moon that isn't blue

It's quite weird, don't you think?

 

They say it's the fourth of the season

But to me it seems no different

No different then the tiny moon I see every night

Like a typical full moon

 

But they call it special because it's rare

Because it only happens once every three to four years

To me it's just any other moon

It isn't blue in appearance like they say

 

One time I saw it red when I wasn't even able to count to three

But of course now I can count... a billion times better

I guess as they in those books I read...

It only happens "once in a Blue Moon"

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Written by
the-fluffy-kit-on-fire
22 / F / American
Published
Aug 20, 2013
Lines·Words
20·150
Notes

A fixed up and polished off rewrite of something I wrote in the third grade. :) It's edited to be easier and more understandable to read but not too far from the original. I was like... eight/nine at the time. Haha.

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