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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.