Olive Harschar Poems

Chandra, you are the Moon,--
You often change your orb, ---
But such a thrilling delight to behold,
That I must often tell you of your charm,
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You will take me on a safe train.
To my family's dear child.
Although she is older than I am,
Her innocence and love are ageless.
...

Calling you an enigma was only part of it,
For seeing you now, and knowing you
With all your masks down, and you alone standing there
Saying "I'm cold, --get me my shirt---my sweater,---
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