Thursday, November 3, 2005

a cheesy poem about stars

as darkened days fall,

i pray for the the stars to breach them all,

that with a glimpse of their beauty,

is the satisfaction of Gods love to cover me,

and in each falling star, what to do?

to wish upon each one to see you,

when a star falls out of the sky to rest,

the angels place a new one for a princess,

and for infinity the stars stretch far,

so that I can never stop wishing upon a star