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"THE MOON PLAYS PEEK-A-BOO"
 by Alice Bateman
The Moon plays peek-a-boo 
It watches me through the branches 
Where the leaves are changing and falling 
And the world is taking its chances 

Chances that it shouldn't take 
Risks that it can't win 
Hosting people who forget 
This Planet came from Him 

This Gift from God we call the Earth 
He gave from His Great Love 
And we are all destroying Her 
It grieves Him, up Above 

We must stop hurting this, our Mother 
We must stop hurting Him 
We are not worthy of Their Love 
What we do is a sin 

We do not give our Parents 
The love that is Their due 
We do not seem to understand 
To Them we must we must be true 



Posted October 22, 1999