When the breeze finally sailed in with the moon,
And the leaves slowly gathered underneath the shining sun,
And when the kids meet and play in the cool water,
And the flowers blossom and bloom freely,
That is when the wind and moon,
The trees and sun,
The children and water,
And the blossoming flowers,
Are at their best.
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