She is my companion true,
Far above earthly infidelities.
Moving ahead of me Westwards guiding,
Following me Eastwards protecting: her act today.
Sometimes vanishing behind high buildings,
Moments later shining through the net of leaves
Her slightly greenish silver presence.
Even with some stars winking at her,
Tempting her to leave track and abandon me,
She stays true, abiding with me, my love.
The clouds are away, gone far on vacation,
In this month of April with the school kids,
Or they would woo, and fall all over, her.
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