By Lawrence “Mack in Texas” Hall
For Sarah
While cleaning house I found a tinsel star
A tiny tinsel star from long ago
When once upon a time it shone so far
Above a Christmas scene in cotton snow
Or maybe for a little child’s birthday
Among the paper napkins and candled cake:
“And now you Poof! each wishing-flame away
But keep it a secret, that wish you make!”
And in this star her little friends’ sweet cheers
Still sound throughout the house after all these years