Stolen starsA Poem by Maxwell Ryder
Once we could see the stars,
Then Hollywood, one by one Plucked them from our skies, And put them on its boulevard. All I’m left is the moon To gaze at from my backyard On occasion, Venus too. © 2022 Maxwell Ryder |
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