Thursday, January 24, 2008

My Star

I’ve always wished upon a star,
A star so bright it dimmed my sight.
But then I looked at where you are,
I can’t believe I’ve stand beside
you for this long. Yet only now I know what it means,
A letter sent back to its origin.
I want to smile, I want to grin,
Some said, “Stop smilin’ there you foolish kid!”
I’ve never dreamed upon a star,
That grows in my garden, not so far.
Please sweet star hear my call,
Be mine forever, and ever more.


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