Claire V. Bogdanos

I’ve often thought how sad it is

To figure out what’s mine, what’s his

This world was not born yesterday

Nor will its strength fade fast away

But lingers long upon the mind

To seek the answer we need find.

Among those stars in distant sky

There bides a path that each must ply

And as the trail now waxes old

Before its impetus grows cold

Let’s bind our fears and make new friends

Learn how the final story ends !