Do we as human beings
Truly know what love is?
We sit and wait in the shadows
While longing for the smell
Of rain to return

We consider thoroughly
And think fully or deeply about
The origins of creation
Before contemplating the stars and moon

When we were  children
The silence of empty rooms
Was once enjoyed of us all
How time flies when sunflowers
Catch the moon rays

Again and again
We have thought
Of this several times
Again and again
We have walked
In the moon light
Again and again
A thousand times