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Hi All,

Found this poem written by that busy scribe 'Anonymous', :D

These words seem suitable to accompany the beautiful images of Rob, as his angelic visage could indeed inspire such eloquent and thoughtful prose.

How do I love Thee; Must I tell ye

Is it fair that the Ancients know

What we still search to find

A love that is truly rare and bright

Such as that mirror of the Sun’s light

The Moon while it travels about

Bound to another; nor pain nor delight

Without the Sun’s light it goes

As a ball of dust in the blackness cold

So is my need for Thy light.

Yet, the Sun shines on it as ever

Its rays pass on beyond our reach

For the Sun can not beholden long

Scorching are its Rays

The Moon yet shines with that perfect glow

Making all other light pale when it is full

The Rays that he reflects are more;

Wondrous to Behold

Many are those who pass beneath

The light of the Rays reflected so

For to linger long or short

The Rays are kind to all

Thus as the Rays are soft

So is my love for thee

And as the Moon is Ancient
So shall my Love Remain