by Edna St. Vincent Millay
Two people have one of those nights that you remember forever – and this poem captures that memory. They travel back and forth on a ferry all night, taking time to grab dinner, lie on a hill and look at the stars, and huddle up by a fire.
As they ride the ferry, the sun starts to come up. They share fruit that they've bought along their journey. They meet a poor woman on the road, buy a paper from her, and give her their fruit. When she blesses them for the gift, they give her everything they have (except for the subway fare they need to get home).