Saturday, March 28, 2009

a falling star

I watched a falling star
Slip from the sky, and glide
Down in a stream of silver.
The bright flash of it
Was a short sweet moment
In the heavens;
I saw it reach the horizon
And vanish suddenly.
Somehow its brief path
Left a glow in the sky
And the night was brighter.
I didn’t even wish on it;
I thought I’d leave it
For another time.
One doesn’t often see
A falling star.

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