One feature I look for in PH is to see what is new in the poems by writers hitherto unknown to me,
find out where they come from, what kind of life they led or lead or expect to lead. I sometimes see
the 'rating', but do not always agree with the marks given, as in primary school, for 'Composition',6/10
or a minimum 5/5. even 10/10. This poem is rather conventionally sentimental, I think.
Revelries are simply the smoke-rings of time. Acquaintances are mere words that do not rhyme. And fast-blowing winds shall fly those rings away. But there shall be words which rhyme with you every day.