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Watching the Moon Remember how we used to walk The lonely streets at night? The trees stood black against the sky Beneath the full moon's light. How loud the neighbor's dogs would bark When we strayed near their yard, Reminding us not to come close To property they guard. Remember how you tried to count The purple twinkling stars And gave a gasp of pleasure When you saw the planet Mars? Now that you are in heaven, Ann, My thoughts are all of you, And wonder as I watch the moon If you are watching too.