March 7, 2016

Go By The Moon.

Go by the moon
Wanes and waxes
A replica of the real
The increase and decrease
The fluctuations as such
A rise and a fall
all do occur so common
Unlike the sun
Which shines all through
With a no less charm
Steady and strong
Flexibility not in the annals
Steadfàst it gleams
The phenomenon of nature
Being different from one another

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