Father Star, can't you see the signs? <br /> <br />Now is the time for me to be mine <br />And illuminate across the infinite hall after our nightly dines <br />Among the shiniest stars that shine. <br />I don't understand why you continually rhyme <br />That I am of poor design. <br /> <br />Don't worry, I'll tend the planets just fine. <br />Your teachings are like fine wine. <br />It'll lasting forever till the end of my permitted time.<br /><br />J.R. Holmes<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-signs-5/
