The Star's Lament

 

My boy wished on me every night, 

In joy, in rage, in fright. 

But where is my boy tonight? 

 

My boy is gone, for now he's a man. 

He won't wish on me, although he can. 

Oh come back, my boy, tonight.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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