| Dedicated to VLM |
| Untitled April 18, 2001 |
| The sun is setting and soon Darkness will prevent our sight As an image serves for light The weak mirror of the moon But I will never feel dismay I saw it as down it went Lighting, for a brief moment In a beautiful array It won't be the same again But anon the sun will rise Each day a marvelous prize And none shall be forgotten |