作者hemels (Legolas)
看板poetry
標題The Gift from a Child
時間Sat Jan 11 16:09:07 2003
The child came, too late
for the last share of candy.
To soften his stiffened cheek,
to exsiccate his rolling tears,
stole from the Night, I,
a star
on the nile of moon.
Pacified was he, but then
he looked at the incandescent jewel
and said -
'tis not a dancer on her way
to the serenade ball?
And he let free the star,
back to where it was raped.
And thus I stole, from Night,
a moment of light,
but earned an eternity of love and wisdom.
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