A Cinderella pumpkin story with no glass slipper A sky with a million stars and no Big Dipper. A moon that lights the sky and no first start to wish on. A pumpkin carriage ride and no girl to kiss on reckless as It seems streaking across the sky smashing all my dreams on a pumpkin carriage ride. Wish on me while I burn in your face. Kiss on me and try to learn to swallow and not taste. More like a comment than a shooting star I wonder how long it takes to forget who you are happy Valentine's Day!
Bob Jenkens






