Gazing At The Stars Too Long Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

What has happened to my wishes and hopes,
To cling onto dreams.
What has happened to that spark that ignited,
Each dawn that came when I awakened excited.
Who invited themselves to repossess my happiness?
I left my windows open to catch the freshness,
Of expected clear and crisp morning air.

Had my eyes been gazing at the stars too long.
When I heard the singing of blues,
Did I refuse to sing along?
Or did I believe my wishes and hopes,
To cling onto dreams were exempt...
From being slipped away as I slept contented.
As if the doing prevented me of a theft.