Finally Papa got to the moon
"My daughter, Monica, would like to play with you,"
said Papa, "but you are much too big"
"Every night I get a little smaller" said the moon
"When I am just the right size, you can take me with you"
"My daughter, Monica, would like to play with you,"
said Papa, "but you are much too big"
"Every night I get a little smaller" said the moon
"When I am just the right size, you can take me with you"
So, Monica got to play with the moon when it was smaller, but it grew smaller and smaller and then disappeared.
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3 comments:
Another book I h\am adding to our reading list. Thanks for sharing!
We have a few Eric Carle books, but not this one. It looks lovely! Thanks for sharing :)
I just love Eric Carle books!
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