A Star's First Wish To Grant

Mixed in black and silver,
born in bright moon light,
with whispers of a new generation,
this star is shining bright,
a thousand years its taken,
to shape its bright new form,
and to be the first one seen tonight,
with a wish from it is sworn,
a child looks at this new star,
his wish is bright and keen,
he wants a little sister,
for his playmates they are lean,
and if he had a sister oh how happy he would be,
and he show her how to make a wish,
upon the newest star to be seen.
(rough draft)

poem by Barbara Norman
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