Why is it that Love <br />strays so Far from the ones <br />who belove it? <br /> <br />It is as the clouds slip away <br />to uncover a Moon, <br />with a star so near its side. <br /> <br />A Lone Tree stands on a shore, <br />with the winds gentley blowing. <br /> <br />I look upon a sight and wonder, <br />Where is My Juliet? <br />When will love become me?<br /><br />Sebastian Sandok<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tya/
