melody andrea each night, i sit here & make a wish on the stars that are in the sky as i do so, the childhood song resounds in my head "twinkle, twinkle, little star, how i wonder what you are" & i do wonder what makes you so powerful that i & many others in this world entrust our hopes & dreams to you? many wishes have left my mouth & went into your ears with no outcome, no answer it is not fair of you to swallow my dreams to let them fill your lonely soul & to give me nothing in return you do not need to grant them just tell me what you can or can't do i can feel my faith in you grow thin maybe i would do better to wish on something else for a change mirror, mirror, on the wall... but i'm greeted with a questioning face i guess it is you &i once more i'll just keep sending all of my hopes skyward & wait for a response "twinkle, twinkle, little star how i wonder what you are..." copyright 2000 000101 ... alexit The melody of her form I see it glistening in the sun. My eyes lose their focus as the salt water runs into a pool with a reflection of a youth no longer young. ...etc 000114 ... splinken if brian wilson heard voices: they were the sharks that glide back and forth down the california coastline; big sharks with bits of yellow surfboard digesting in their stomachs. 000927 what's it to you? who go blather from