The North Star


Good poem. Keep up the good work. Hugs, Barbara

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The wings of that star was clipped,

yet it was the first to stand next to the moon,

to guide lost travellers of night,

With its eternal light,

that travelled millions of years,

to reach our eyes,

as we flew to catch our dreams.

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