How I Cry for You

I cry for you, child
As I cry for myself,
With hot tears down burnt cheeks
On a moonless night
When all have gone to sleep
Around the ember fire.


I cry for you, child
As Taurus might cry
If Orion were ever
To claim the Seven Sisters
For his own
And forever change the
Landscape of our starry sky.


I cry for you, child
As my parents have cried
Watching their son move away
To a far off place
Where he is making the same mistakes
Over and over again.

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