See that star?
It’s my star.
The one I wish upon.
My every hope
My every dream
From dusk until the dawn.
For as long as I remember
I’ve sent it my desires
Sure that it would nurture them
In its adoring fires
See that star?
The one right there?
I’ve never had a doubt.
It’s the only one for me.
Did you see my star?
It’s...
the one that just went out.
Patricia Gibson-Williams
Author notes
Leave it to me to wish upon a dying star.
Written January 16th, 2005
In a list
A contest entry
- Make me shiver by Nightmare 1691.
300 points, ended January 18, 2005, 8 entries
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Comments
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I'm glad that you liked my poem. I guess I have a diffrent idea of what is sad or dark. To me having the star that I was counting on to grant my wishes die before any of them are fulfilled is one of the saddest things I can think of. But, then I'm feeling really bad these days since I feel like my dreams are never going to come true, so I'm biased. Maybe I'll do better next time. Thank you for reading and commenting. Patti
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Well not quite dark, or sad, but it was a great write. I liked it, keep up the great work,
~Jimmy
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