I Wished Upon a Star
I had a thought
the other day
so I tried to write
a poem about it
Thought may be
the wrong word
as it was more of
a memory really
the image of red
and yellow legos
scattered on
brown carpet
and the smell
of tea steeping
it was summer
somehow I knew
though the legos
nor the carpet
gave way to that clue
the brown carpet
was the surface
of some distant
planet and
the legos
were slowly
becoming a
rebel base
where Luke
Skywalker's
friends could hide
from the
Empire
so this memory
I hadn't thought
about since
only God knows
when came
drifting through
my mind like smoke
drifts from a campfire
legos
red
and
yellow
tea
steeping
and a
rebel base
built
upon
brown
carpet
but there
was more
cutting through
my imaginary
scene
that took me to
a galaxy far far
away there was
yelling
screaming
cussing
the adults
it seemed were
fighting again
and things
were being
broken again
before the
memory faded out
of reach slowly
like a bad
aftertaste
I recalled
holding a up
an x wing
in my tiny hand
as I made laser
gun noises
louder to drown
out my parents
Luke Skywalker
was coming to rescue
the rebels and save
the galaxy
I guess in a way
he saved me too
-Brady Perkins
innocence preserved
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