Mowie DeCorp

The Star - Poem by Mowie DeCorp

As I lay upon the sand soo soft and dusty

I look up at a bright yellow star

As I lay here, I begin to wonder

what will happen in my life to follow

Will I become a movie star

or a specially talented singer

What will I become?

This I do not have the answer to

I believe I have lots of dreams

but will these dreams come true?

I want to become a loving teacher

but will this dreams follow through

As I roll in this glittering sand

that feels soo soft to the touch

I begin to have brief reflections

of what I want my man to be

Through this bright yellow star

I see a man so tall and handsome

with eyes that shine as blue as the ocean

and hair that smells soo soft and clean

I see the just the two of us

swimming in the ocean

his lips are locked together with mine

and his strong and gentle hands are caressing my hair

Is this bright star predicting my future?

and is this prediction true?

What comes ahead in my future

is by my doings, and my doings only

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, June 26, 2008

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