And now across the autumn’s darkening sky
Comes Capricornus with his fish’s tail
In frantic flop because his watchful eye
Has lighted on Aquarius with his pail.
But this mild water-bearer means no harm
To Sea-goats. “Have no fear,” his look implores.
And that container dangling from his arm Is his excuse for getting out-of-doors.
by Ray Romine Tuesday, March 18, 1952
