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That Evening Star

That evening star shining bright above,
Never wavering, my compass guide,
Assisting me through a darkening night
When I wavered in my journey north
Seeking a special place in life’s schema
After my affairs were in order, blessed,
I was to make my way home repairing,
Restoring what once was, I had missed
While beggaring about aimless and lost,
That evening star was always shining
Even when I could not see its glimmer,
Most likely, not wanting its direction
Floundering as I was, far from serenity,
Seldom aware that I was missing, adrift
In a careless and cruel world caring not
Until near bottom I looked up and saw
The future I could call my own, if only I,
If only I, could begin again with you …
That evening star shining bright above
Never wavering, never giving up on me.

Written September 20, 2022
submitted to: 2022 Marathon Mile 15
sponsored by: Mark Toney

Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2022

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Michael Tor Date: 9/20/2022 6:02:00 PM The loyalty of that Star Milton always there for you, for some reason I thought the star to be your lovely wife. Only because the Star was special and you hinted" IF I could only begin again with you never wavering or giving up on me." Just a thought... Login to Reply Michael Tor Date: 9/21/2022 6:09:00 AM I see now how you meant to convey. Thanks for explaining... L Milton Hankins Date: 9/20/2022 8:17:00 PM Michael, this whole poem is a metaphor on the concept that one has to hit bottom before one can recover from addiction. It is not personal, but, the idea came to me while observing the North Star in the sky while driving home the other night from my road trip. I tried to rhyme it, but I could not and had to settle for free verse. I'm glad you liked it.