If I were a star

I would

touch the

evening sky.

If I were a star I would be brighter than the others.

I wonder if there is going to be another war

I wonder why people like me

I wonder how my uncle died

I wonder what I am going to look like when I’m older

I wonder why people are mean

I wonder if I will ever have kids

I wish I were not so perfect!

I am so perfect;

when the wind is blowing 100 miles an hour,

not one hair raises.

My clothes do not have one wrinkle throughout the day.

(my clothes are as smooth as silk)

The sky sits on the horizon and sighs.

The sun rises, the wind cries.

A raven is flying beyond the trees,

shredding through the breeze

The sky sits on the horizon and sighs.

The sun craves covering, a cloud complies.