Up late night, mind already spinning.
Makes me wonder what goes on while I'm sleeping.
2 AM
thoughts spin through dark
leaving me searching for words
colliding in air
A morning ritual, looking up at the last of the night....
visitor
a shooting star shines
sailing across the horizon
right up to my door
I feel a gift has been given me,
each I look up and see a shooting star.
And I do see one, almost every time.
A wealth of starlight.
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K, these are realy good. I'm glad you share. The stars on All Hallows eve were very nice, indeed. I hope you will always find a pen by the side of the road. L.
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