Six Magnitude Star - Poem by Michael Poston
The faintest visible person to your eye.
Brightness is subjective because of the psychology
of your perception.
I want to be like Sirius, the brightest star
in the sky.
But I do make you laugh,
can anyone else do that?
When you are sick I will bring you soup and flowers,
if I had money for flowers.
Find me in the night sky
and I will help you with
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