A Star
Through a land,
Of barren hearted searchers,
Searching the unfindable,
Wishing the ungrantable,
And doing the impossible.
Through a land of confusion,
There shines a star,
Whose light was long ago extinguished.
Hrysoula L. Davis,
June 12, 1997
Copyright © Hrysoula L. Davis 1997
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