Below is the poem entitled Shooting Star which was written by poet
Marshall. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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I sit behind my window frame,
Looking at the deep, blue sea.
It’s dark, and I can’t quite see,
But a fish is falling weak.
Its scales are dimmer than the rest.
Its size is tiny, not the best.
It’s finally worn out to death
And falls from the farthest depth.
One less fishy in the sea
Means one more wish for me.