Here is a collection of my favourite poetry, Mr May has admitted to liking poetry. He has even inspired me to write some. He likes poetry, I like him. ********************************************** **********************************************
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Sunday, 22 November 2009
To the Moon
Art thou pale for weariness Of climbing heaven and gazing on the earth, Wandering companionless Among the stars that have a different birth, - And ever changing, like a joyless eye That finds no object worth its constancy?