Harvard, Oh!
Object of wet dreams
in callow youth
Far, faraway,
unattainable, Object of desire in middle-age
Still far away, too
far for sparse means
Finally there, at the
end of life
Desires cling to the
red walls like ivy.
Spires that inspire
Intellect that
astounds
Sincerity that
surprises
Beauty that
captivates
And memories to carry
away
And cherish.
