The Means

Don't miss the forest for the trees

Oh do not read me for my end,
You’ll just reread my all again,
For if you focus on what’s last,
The dust will leave you in the past,
I might say squish dreams yet to burst,
Who cares except what’s after first,
The plot may twist and flowers bloom,
Ates lang a sure I’s on teh groom,
My message simply thusly this,
You need the star to make the wish,
So do not feign the last of line,
Take all of it and take your time,