Why Do I Love
Why do I love the stars?
they are so far away--
as the moon, dear guardian
of night, whose light is gone
the following day; and where
does that light go, the sun
will brightly say, it was only
yours to own till she fondly
went astray…
I guess, as with love
as with life, though gifts
they are only loaned
at best; and take
them for what they are,
and for what they
are not, take them for less....
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