I come and go And never stay. I pick and choose A night, a day, I find, I lose, I laugh along, I will not know Right things from wrong. I pity those Who pity me, I ask no boon, But being free ... And so the moon, My polished stone, Shines and shows I lie alone. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...COLORADO MORTON'S RIDE by LEONARD BACON (1887-1954) MERCILES BEAUTE; A TRIPLE ROUNDEL: 3. ESCAPE by GEOFFREY CHAUCER FRAGMENT 113 by HILDA DOOLITTLE THE GREAT SAINT BERNARD by SAMUEL ROGERS FOR MY CHILD by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS PSALM 31. IN TE DOMINE by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE |