So little time
To quell the hunger of the sheep
Wolves they seem of late
So great in number
Resources running low
Needing so much
Yet not so much as those
Who depend upon us
Lonely heart is joined
In tune to longing of another
Expectations of greatness
Where today is only mediocrity
Darkness creeping in
Early morning rising
Void of slumber’s solace
Two souls a continent apart
Connected heart and head
Coolest air of spring
A ring around the moon
Luna... In her pristine beauty
Is shared by all beneath
-Michele Cameron Drew
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