Shooting Star

There once was a star
In the north, shining brightly
The winds would blow hard
But she held her spot tightly

Though appearing quite firm
She was losing grip
Her grasp on the night sky
Was beginning to slip

The unexpected happened
The star began to fall
Her light slowly dying
It was a shock to them all

Now when you gaze up
You'll still see from afar
Hoping she'd return north
Wishing upon your shooting star
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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January 3, 2009 at 5:01 PM
Oh wow. I don't know why I didn't see this earlier. It's beautiful and VERY true. It looks like something I would write, it captures the feeling perfectly. Great write, and my best wishes.
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