By Terri-Ann Lortrakul Hand outstretched to grasp a star but never knowing where we are twisting, turning, overlooking straining hard to see what's cooking past the fence in the yard next door struggling not to be ignored gathering objects from the lawn anything to stand upon All those people to be met Drizzling - Droplets - getting wet On your quest for life...Instead, Pay attention to the hand that holds the umbrella over your head. Copyright 1998 Terri-Ann Lortrakul