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This is what should have posted last night.  Thank you for your understanding

Erasing every trace 

“Star light, star bright,
The first star I see tonight;
I wish I may, I wish I might,
Have the wish I wish tonight”

The winter wind is cold
as I stand in the yard
staring up at a 
the first star of the evening, 
one we shared often

Gazing upon its light, wishing,
certain it shimmers for some,
those holding hands and dreaming
of a future as bright
as these icicle glistened heavens 

Now though dimming, fading 
with the universe
where possibilities once thrived
as if life were real
and not some fabled archer
 
When then the ground crumbles, 
giving way beneath my feet,
frozen earth opens up,
swallowing me 
into a deep abyss

And as the surface falls, 
caving in, creating
a darkness like
I have never known before
I whisper, “thank you”

For soon spring will come,
and new grass will grow
over the disturbed land,
erasing every trace,
that I ever was

And I will know
beyond a shadow’s doubt
That my wish upon that first star tonight
was granted…

Good night Soupers

Note: The opening stanza is from the 19th-century English poem by Jane Taylor, "The Star".

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