Sunday, November 14, 2010


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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