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A Moon Story by Dick Konicek
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"Wow! Look at that!" said Frankie.
"Look at what?" Mom said, as she stood in the dark room.
"The Moon! It's right there in the middle of my window! It's
like a picture with a frame around it."
"So it is," said Dad. "Lucky you to have a room with
the Moon looking in your window at bedtime each night."
The Moon was full -- a big white circle, perfectly round and beaming
light into Frankie's room. Frankie went to sleep easily.
Being in a strange room in a strange house seemed less scary since
he had his own nightlight -- the Moon.
