Walking under moonlight

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I take a walk on the garden path,
a beautiful moonlit night.
The day's troubles all forgotten,
a walk makes everything right.

Birds rest in their nests,
tired after day long journey.
In a honeycomb on the treetop,
the bees stop making honey.

Cold fragrant breeze slowly blows,
and water ripples in the lily pond.
I breathe the air smelling of roses,
and see the swaying marigolds.

The moon dances in the pond,
Wow! What a beautiful sight!
Silence of night broken by
the echo of bright moonlight.

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