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Evening Star

I rarely take the opportunity to ponder things anymore, I suppose I feel too busy or too tired to think about them. It is a shortcoming I hope to overcome.

Tonight I had such an opportunity while waiting to meet a new friend. Sitting in my truck as I listened to A Prarie Home Companion on NPR I noticed a bright star in the western sky. Immediately l scanned the sky to see if it was indeed the first visible star and found no other star save it.

I tried yet failed to remember when last I had wished upon this star. I only briefly wondered what I might wish for before I began to try and remember what this star was called. I believe it was actually not a star at all but the planet Venus and called the Evening Star, which I confirmed later at The Evening and Morning star.

I continued to watch this star as I moved to the front of the restaurant to meet my friend to who I asked, “What do they call that star?”. She replied, “The Wishing Star” and recited that old faithful nursery rhyme, Starlight Star Bright. As we chatted and waited for our beckon to eat I promised to look for the star the following night prepared to make my wish.

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