The Poetry of Gerry Anne Lenhart . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

46: You Called Me "The Star Lady"

You called me "The Star Lady"
But it was really you
All along
Shining bright
Giving off all that light
And giving so much love
The garden fairies were even amazed
You really never knew
They might not deserve it
Until they hurt you
Then you knew
Even so
There wasn't anyone
You wouldn't forgive.
You were the Star.

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