The Spruce Duke

A POEM BY THE SPRUCE DUKE




FIRST STAR I SEE TONIGHT


I fall apart a little,
two times too many.
Yet another day
with dreams of
too much.
I make a wish
because it’s all I can do.
Yet another star seen
and forgotten,
repeat and dream
again
and again.
I’ll dream of tomorrow
and feed the need for the right way
and the way will drive on,
forwards and onwards.
Cheers too the next day,
Lets deliver what we can.