Upon A Star

I’ll tell you why I lie awake:
Each night I count the stars above,
I wish away, my big mistake,
Hope once again that I can love.
When night is o’r I hear a dove,
It coos a song, it sounds so sweet,
A pigeon flies, it comes to meet.
If I had wings, I’d travel far,
On journey’s end, land on my feet,
Love will be found upon a star.

©Alima J September 2017

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