Kevin
Kevin rests assured of his
delight,
Equable as climate in a cave.
Vivid
though the vastness of the night,
In him there is a candle,
brief but bright,
Nor need he more to see all he might
crave.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.
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