You were my old crush.
A soothing dream during my
awkward teenage years.
After Saks Fifth - you -
pleaded the fifth for so long...
What happened to you?
Let's go dream
a new dream!
---<--@
So you did something silly, you cat.
I'm not judging you though... how can I?
I'm prone to silliness myself <smile>.
You learn, you laugh, you move on...
Real Stars
Some stars are fake, some are real -
of the fake ones, the heart can feel,
because of the real ones,
when one can tell -
it's their nearness to our earth
that makes it sell.
Real stars shine with a warmth
that often reaches us
and are full of genuine concern
but fake ones really don't connect
as much as we would like,
their light is not as warm and comforting
as far as the heart can tell
they could be as far from our earth
as heaven is to hell.
=^.^=
