There it is...
The thin white stroke
Against the velvet skies.
There it flies
In the darkness of the moonless night.
Then it fades quickly out of sight.
Such a loving living beauty,
With such a short death...
That took away my breath.
Now, where has it gone?
That gleaming sparkle I gazed upon?
Then, I suddenly remember...
I shut my eyes,
And think of the first desire on my mind
Whatever I dream for and seek to find
And I whisper my wish
One would think I was foolish
To do such a childish thing
To be dreaming or hoping
For the impossible
But I claim, anything's possible
With a faithful heart of your own.
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