night at twelve
the stars diverged
on the horizon.
i saw a shooting star
i closed my eyes
i desperately wept
but
never wished again
for the one
i wished
for seventy-eight years
ago
is comfortably lying
on his final bed downstairs.
i never wished again.
Friday, July 20, 2007
shooting star
Posted by jo at Friday, July 20, 2007
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