–Wishing Stars–

empty skies full of shooting stars

wishless granters from way afar

I will leave my window ajar

to plead my case, although bizarre

however rare I want one thing

please say it’s something you can bring

it’s lighter than a mere shoe string

harder to find than angel wings

safety, peace, joy, and happiness

divine relief from my distress

not from a pill; that’s not progress

but true freedom from my life’s mess