Hollywood

Bowed-legged babies

Picking up stars

Hollywood searching

Back end of bars

Pigeon-toed sweetness

Tasting the rain

Dancing a dove,

Horse with no name

Love struck and sorry

Woeful with wine

Twisted and gloried

Laughing the line

Kissed it and found it

Life is about

Poured upon smiles

Squeezing all out

Riddles are fine for

Wisdom one speaks

Listening's where is

Truth that one keeps

So,

Pick up your baby

Press back the rain

If Hollywood’s searching,

Stars know her name.