A Game On High
Have you ever thought about the moon and stars
and wonder how they got their name?
I think that God just placed them there
and then He played a game.
Eeny-meeny-miny-mo
Catch a star and let it go.
If it hollers or sings a tune
go and catch yourself a moon.
And when He finished playing the game
things in the sky were never the same.
poem by Edwina Reizer

Submitted by Poetry Lover
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