I love tennis to the moon and back Through the little sunshine I must play Wherein this grass. Under the hard clouds, Seems a blue hole like an easy rain. Its colours are like a tide's edge, Drawn back by the flat horizon's shade. Yet on a terrace the hump of a race Of a bright moon which makes no flickering. https://5amily.com/tote-bag/i-love-tennis-to-the-moon-and-back (https://5amily.com/tote-bag/i-love-tennis-to-the-moon-and-back)