March 11, 2008

The moon Sets so soon Over my city…. Perhaps she waxes and wanes From the energy she loses and gains She looks lovely at the full… When she draws up tides with her pull… So thin she looks now…a pity That she can’t always be a full moon. But we don’t have the boon Of making the most of ourselves, and being the best. We wax and wane, too….sometimes being more, sometimes less.

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