For C.J. Poem by RIC BASTASA

I like stars
how beautiful are they
hanging on the
heavens

i wish i have their
brilliance

i see the most beautiful star
one night
falling to the ground
where i stand
as i am just one of those
ordinary men

i am sometimes uncertain of
what to say

i am a step now higher
to my little stair of
happiness


stars fall sometimes
but always for a reason

now, another star becomes like us
we are inspired by reason

stars always fall out
for a reason and we learn

to tiptoe on the paths
where weeds begin to wilt.