Bobette Bryan's Poetry
First Star
I wish the first star
would come out tonight
and shine so bright
that I could forget
the darkening sky around it.
I would throw it a kiss
that holds the dreams
I keep of you.
And I'd wish that
you'd see it too
and that it would
remind you
that there is
no other star
in your sky...
and, as a matter of fact,
there's only one moon.
© 2010 Bobette Bryan
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