“I have no trouble with my enemies.I can take care of my enemies in a fight.
But my friends, my goddamned friends,
they’re the ones who keep me walking the floor at the nights”
-Warren G Harding-
I laid there on the grass watching my roof in the boundless dark
A screeching owl flew past my eyes with echoes of a singing lark
The stars then brought inside my tent a wanderer dirty that night
Whose smile could colour a million milky ways all silver and white
He stared saying ‘O’friend join me for a game’ with a feel so true
Like merry souls we strolled then in the woods playing peek a boo
I lost no treasures when he won and chuckled during every game
For the time first my world was not any loner or longer the same
Burst a wish next and made me ask "Aye,shall I with myself keep
I shall love and look after your tender lights from my heart deep"
He brawled saying"What enough reason is that for me to stay?"
Under his bed of clouds he ran to hide while I did not go away!
I laid there on the grass again for I knew he will be back soon
Even if he could not turn mine in half or full he is my only moon
Pray I did in a whispering weep to see him return in a fiery blare
Times like these I find a ray of hope when I let him go with dare
When sleepless such pensive flooded like brooks of restless rile
He peeped saying"Eh silly girl,did you miss me all this while?".