How I wish br For the perfect moment br To commence br As I sit down here br Waiting for friendship br To begin br Hands striking three br While music plays lazily br From the guitar strings br br This sun shining br Its mightiest glory br Waiting for br The perfect moment br To be perceived br By a thoughtful star br I’ve always been wishing br But how can that be br When the star is lost br Somewhere along the pages br Of illusion br br Suddenly br An infectious laughter br Broke out br From their light-hearted manner br Secretly longing br I could catch the humor br But still I remain br The invisible cloak br To withhold br These flares of emotion br br A harmless laughter br That initiates a loud roar br Assaulting my character br Of contrasting colors br Signifying disparity br That I could never belong br To their inner circle br Of utmost superior br br This token of shame br From a cynical picture br Wishing I could be br That impossible dream br I’ve always been br Wishing.br br Marie Joyce B.