The moon winked <br />at the twinkling stars <br />as the sun rose in the East <br />And said, he is so bright <br />and travels far <br />but all lovers <br />prefer my light <br />to make love by <br />And the sun just smiled.<br /><br />David Taylor<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-reflection-4/
