Moonbeam
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Anil Kumar Panda
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The soft moon beam
Grazes the green meadows
In the night when trees
Shed their long shadows
And the cool wind
Blows from the far hills
Caressing the shining
Water of the ponds and rills
The soft moonbeam
Fills the space between
The earth and the sky
Spreading a soothing sheen
And the night flowers
Open their petals to play
As hungry owls smelling
The mice wait on stacks of hay
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