Stars......we will be worrying William
If more of them than all earth's grains of sand.
Lets' look up and view the milky band.
No star for Sisyphus or Ulysses named.
One groans eternal.The other warred ten years
then cursed he roams bereft of beacon homeless
for another ten.
Fretting through life it lives apart from thee.
Lets' look up until we find our stars if you
will...... I'll call mine David. You can call yours
Bill.
