I look to the moon, inconstant that she is,
And ask her why I fell for the sun.
I ask her why she hasn't the curtesy to chase all thoughts of him away
When it is her shift that has begun.
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Very impressive write, Emma A. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
A lovely poem.. I would like you read my poem In the mid of the night depression you are killing me.. Great start... Naila