I think of the day...
when after two engagements
would be the third one...
A star wouldbe born then
a street urchin would
look up into the night sky and
dream of becoming like him.
How would she feel
seeing “collages of his achievements”!
She would turn on the television
to give him a standing ovation
but alas! With “tears in her heart”!
What would he feel then?
Where would he head to?
-----from the eyes of a lover