3/25/2026 for Stardust Serenade Poetry Contest sponsored by Robert James Liguori
Dear sunset girl (the moon's pale pearl) - from Heaven you fell (or a wishing well) in a starlight swirl, like Tinkerbell. I suppose your wrinkled nose and twinkling eyes and twinkle toes (my gay surprise) is my new grand prize. Before boy and girl, in starlight's swirl, ('fore that inkling, my eyes a-twinkling) in a star's dust, like all things must, there blew a gust - but who could hear one so dear in the music of the spheres? As you were made, who heard the stardust serenade?
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