Perfect
A wish I made upon a star,
I wished it would come true.
That he would someday find me,
What else could I do?
Alas, I’ve found him in my dreams,
And looked into his eyes,
But when I wake, a tear appears.
Why can’t he materialize?
Once I thought I’d found him,
In a place where we were free,
But when I set my heart on love,
He went away from me.
I made a wish upon a star
One clear & moonless night,
That I would find the one to love,
To love with all my might.
It would be perfect. . . . . .
ã 1996 Janelle K. Vargas