"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Friday, April 9, 2010

If I Were To Wish

If I were to wish upon a star
Would it be a wish for someone else
Or just a wish for me

There is one upon my lips
That comes from inside my heart
A request I’m afraid to speak

A tiny hint of just what it might be
I sit among the daises pulling petals
Asking does he love her or love me


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