Poem of the Month

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I can almost rely on my ability

to find The Plough in the night sky.

My brother taught me to stand in the darkness,

let my eyes adjust.

There I discovered patience

and a pure silence

which held so much.

Did you know

every time I take you outside

to stand with me

under that steadfast saucepan of seven stars,

I am saying I love you?

I am telling you

my love feels as big as the universe

that I want our days to close with wonder.