This year's September moon is not the Harvest Moon, thought Twenty-Five, the little tawny owl. But it is still a Full Corn Moon. And it is a very special moon. They call it a 'blood Moon' or a full lunar eclipse.
I might like to call it a night, wherever you are on this blue planet of ours. But a blue moon is something completely different. Maybe tonight you will discover the waters of Moon.
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Tonight is Sunday, the 7th of September, 2025.
Full Corn Moon
Sister Moon, will be my guide
In your blue, blue shadows, I would hide
All good people, asleep tonight
I′m all by myself, in your silver light
I would gaze at your face the whole night through
I'd go out of my mind, but for you
I′d go out of my mind, but for you
Lying in a mother's arms
The primal root of a woman's charms
I′m a stranger to the sun
My eyes are too weak
How cold is a heart
When it′s warmth that he seeks?
You watch every night, you don't care what I do
I′d go out of my mind, but for you
I'd go out of my mind, but for you
My mistress′s eyes are nothing like the sun
My hunger for her explains everything I've done
In your blue, blue shadows, I would hide
All good people, asleep tonight
I′m all by myself, in your silver light
I would gaze at your face the whole night through
I'd go out of my mind, but for you
I′d go out of my mind, but for you
Lying in a mother's arms
The primal root of a woman's charms
I′m a stranger to the sun
My eyes are too weak
How cold is a heart
When it′s warmth that he seeks?
You watch every night, you don't care what I do
I′d go out of my mind, but for you
I'd go out of my mind, but for you
My mistress′s eyes are nothing like the sun
My hunger for her explains everything I've done
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