Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 My Star

It's said in old mythology

Many a mortal turned to star

By some saddened divinity

So that a loved one would be far

From the mad hatreds found on Earth,

And should remind all mortals there

That in the end it be well worth

Finding that divine love to share.

So when I am in pain and strife,

I seek my chosen star above,

And wish upon to change my life,

To shine upon me, divine love.

Even when clouds do blur the sky,

I ask and my star does reply.