A Star Fell
A STAR FELL
. . . later that evening, under the yellow lamplight
I saw you again, you were on the veranda,
you looked . . . expectant
as if waiting for something to happen
with an anxious look upon your face,
could it be I wondered,
could it be that you were lingering behind
waiting for me to pass by,
dare I hope that you would cast a fleeting glance my way,
. . . then our eyes met
and a star fell across the night sky.
Tom McFerran.
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