shooting stars
wrapped in a blanket
looking up at a black 3 a.m.
i watch helpless
as blue and white stars
lose their grip on heaven and
tumble down helpless
as the others shine on.
thinking of lennon.
Monday, December 12, 2005
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thanks much. i am glad that it touched you.
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