The Slow Learner
Pity me not because the moon is on wane
Remember when was full lighting the night
Pity me not for thinnning of dark blonde mane
That has gone from beauty to cotton light
Pity me not for energy deplete
Now time to snuggle between warm soft sheets
What's lacking in energy gain in sleep
With love beside me snoring to same beat
With love he continues to look on me
Even though my moon is waning this eve
Brown eyes adore me_ his love only sees
Girl of seventeen with green eyes__ naive
Pity me for my slow learning of life
Where in places my gifts could have stopped strife
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