The moon has a face like the clock in the hall;
She shines on thieves on the garden wall,
On streets and fields and harbour quays,
And birdies asleep in the forks of the trees.
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I known this poem since in the 70's 80's use to say it in school. Kitty Methodist School
what are the things that belong to the day in the poem
what a lovely poem please make more books