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Moonbird
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Glenn Hampson
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The Moonbird is a very special type of bird.
The Moonbird has huge purple wings, a long orange tail, great big sharp claws and a pointy yellow beak, or at least so we think, for no one has actually seen a Moonbird up close.
The Moonbird lives high up in the mountains and sleeps all day long.
She wakes late in the afternoon and gently stirs her sleeping babies.
As the sun begins to tire in the early evening, she feeds her young and prepares for another busy night.
At around 8 o-clock, although much earlier in the winter, the baby Moonbirds fly high up into the sky, above the clouds, and disappear out of sight.
What actually happens we are not quite sure, for nobody has actually seen a baby Moonbird up close.
The babies attach their short orange tails to the edge of the dark night sky and begin to beat their tiny purple wings.
Slowly but surely, they pull the night-blanket across the sky.
It unfolds, stretching long and wide like a great big duvet, and covers the bright blue daytime in a mysterious darkness.
As the baby Moonbirds make sure that the tired sun is well covered, their mummy disappears behind the great mountains, but what actually happens we are not quite sure, for nobody has actually seen a Moonbird up close.
The Moonbird wraps its long orange tail all the way around the glowing moon as it nestles deep within the mountains.
With her tail tightly wrapped around it, she beats her powerful purple wings and soars into the sky, dragging the moon behind her.
She swings her tail around and around in giant circles and releases the moon, catapulting it against the night-blanket.
When the moon is in place, glowing high up in the sky, she swoops back down towards the mountains whilst the babies unhook their short orange tails from the night-blanket.
As the baby Moonbirds fly towards the mountains, they whip their fiery tails around their heads, swishing them and swooping as they soar.
They dive, loop and twist, spinning all the way down, burning tiny holes all over the night blanket.
The last of the sunlight left over from the daytime streams through the little holes and, as we look up at the night sky, they look just like stars.
The Moonbird and her babies are tired after their busy night of work, but they know that they cannot sleep for long, for it will soon be morning.
Who will put away the moon and the night-blanket?
The Moonbird and her babies of course.
Well at least we think they do, but what actually happens we are not quite sure, for nobody has ever seen a Moonbird and her babies.
Have you?
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