gives way to gloam,
An whereby inspires me
to pen this poem.
Thy moon biddis me thereto
with thy luminous glow!
Naught art alone in thy sky I know.
Ne'er ending darkness
speckled with middleneaht eyes,
also cries thee thithery I surmise.
Behold! tis a wonderous sight to see,
But tis a maôum if spied with thee.
-K.L. Dubay
