Growing Stars

I held a glass jar in my hands
And filled it with yellow mud
A few tiny bits of dragon's scales
And a small drop of pixie blood

I dug its home inside the earth
And hoped a star would grow
My watch ended a bit too soon
When I heard a chimera roar

An empty jar and me, again
I brimmed it with water clear
A seed of acorn, a witch's spell
and a bubble of my heart's fear

I turned my back with a praying heart
And I saw an apparition aghast
"Why did you pull me from my siesta?
And what's this putrid charm you've cast?"

I want to grow a star, Sir
But this jar doesn't cooperate
Or is it the mud? The dragon's scales?
Or the bubble of fear I made?

He chuckled a bit, a little he peered
"I have to tell you, I must.
It's simple girl, to grow a star
You need only sow stardust"

I held the glass jar in my hands
A growing star now in tow
A careful whisper on its head
"You only reap what you sow"

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  1. You only reap what you sow....lovely 😘😘😘

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