In her glory
Shining through
Window open
Dreaming stars
Across the
Window pane
Tracing lines
On the bed-
Sheets again
I cant ever
Sleep when
The moon
Is in her full
Glowing glory
At midnight I just
Stare for hours
In her glory
Shining through
Window open
Dreaming stars
Across the
Window pane
Tracing lines
On the bed-
Sheets again
I cant ever
Sleep when
The moon
Is in her full
Glowing glory
At midnight I just
Stare for hours
I am a girl from Burlington, Vermont.
And I will always be a New England girl,
Trips to Maine because I can’t survive the summer without seeing the ocean.
Family from Massachusetts,
And a dear love for Boston.
Am I doing this right?
Is there some rule book for college that my mom never made me read?
Was it lost in translation because I was never popular?
Or maybe because my parents had stricter rules?
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