Regina Puckett
I tried reaching up to the moon
I even tried humming my own tune
I grasped at an unreachable star
But came back bearing this hidden scar
I even danced to my own off-key beat
But was laughed into a speedy retreat
I was an oddball in a square sphere
A warm smile met with an angry sneer
I was a rocket on life’s launching pad
A good heart in a world gone bad
But I found a ladder and some backbone
To reach the stars, moon and the great unknown