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First, it was an unexpected delight

A comet in a starry but lonely dark sky.

Then it was a constellation I watched, knowing its name

Waiting for it to rise across the night.


Now I haven’t forgotten you-

Though your season is over, for the moment.

I know you are hovering, just out of sight.

I don’t know when I’ll see you again.

But I know you are up there somewhere.

Thinking of you makes me glad.