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Make a Wish Oh Make a Wish My Starryeyed Child

Tonight I write this here lullaby

Blissfully a sat watching the setting
sun disappearing over yonder field 

Whilst listening to the breeze
lean and creak the whistling tree's
astray

Waving random silhouettes placed
upon the background of the most 
beautiful sunset resplendent color hue

Letting me I think into knowing if this is 
not the perfect way to spend a day

Then I have had to few 

So later on when it finally goes dark
out and the sky is lit up by untold
countless stars

Grab hold of the brightest one and
remember what mother used to say

Wish oh wish to yourself if only
every day could be just like this 

Then wouldn't life be perfect not
only for myself but everyone else
as well 

And if you find you are indeed one of 
the lucky one's who needs not to rely 
upon the premise of the star's 

To will your dream's come true unlike
so many other's to whom what makes
or defines a perfect day is garnering
and taking pleasure from something 
as mother nature intended 

Then you above all else should count
and thank your lucky star's as  you are
one of the many not the few

Who will never see a shooting star or
shimmering sunset delight 

As anything other than something that 
is never going anywhere 

So why on earth should I even take a single
moment or be bothered to stop less care

And you unfortunately sadly Kayleigh
aren't here because you alone can best 
explain what exact secrets the stars 
behold and keep 

But then again it's not your secret alone to tell

So therefore I wrote this here poem thinking
I was and for you on your behalf

I only hope I did you and it justice I pray
my starry eyed child

Copyright © | Year Posted 2022




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Date: 9/8/2022 6:38:00 AM
Hi Christopher - I see this is at 94 in the Soup's Best New poems so I thought I should read it. Glad I did. I think we take for granted mother nature and all the brilliant things going on around us that she's responsible for as life tends to get in the way. Wouldn't it be good if life offered up the same opportunitunities for everyone? Nice to take time out and think how life should be. Can be. Might be. Excuse my own driftings here but poetry sends me like this sometimes. Cheers - Gary
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Christopher Flaherty
Date: 10/2/2022 3:57:00 PM
Cheer's Gary Sir Thank you absolutely love your comments they are so profound and well thought through as you really seem to take the time to read and understand Thanking you Sir much appreciated and obliged
Date: 9/2/2022 1:10:00 PM
A beautiful searching poem Christopher for such perfect days are rare indeed, but they do happen occasionally, so must be enjoyed, remembered, and never taken for granted, a fine poem I’ll Fave this one today, cheers David
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Christopher Flaherty
Date: 9/2/2022 1:16:00 PM
Cheer's Sir I never have to explain the point to you you as you dissect it and explain it in your comment better than even I possibly could. Took my mum away for a break on a farm and reminded me never take the simple things for granted Kudos David Sir

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