Not The First Time

  It was not the first time
  she had such illusions.
  It was the first, though
  that she knew
  that the cheap twinkle down
  things of the star-ish points
  were fake.
  Real stars can't be grasped, you know.        

  If it were the first time,
  she'd of held those things
  and awed.
  But now, she just looks at them
  and puts them in a Box.
  They'll be stored with the other
  useless garbage.

  Hard Luck lies there
  in those piles,
  Maybe Brave Luck can
  tear some meaning from it all.

  It wouldn't be the first time.

                JAL, 3-30-99