Monica the new book of names of 22

Smoking a lucky star, chasing numbers, going out the door ajar, the same calendar, my sister says 'i wonder', she's a great heart, then she bought a car, near the Rotunda, should have seen her park, right from the start, so bewildered, she floors the tar, all in tears our Ma, ten years later, can still hear your laughter, the steppes to me Da, grateful to be a juggler, under oranges in a barn, love forever hungers.