The Shooting Star
The Shooting Star
The sky chuckled hello
And the air mumbled along
They both tried to indicate that
Something was coming across
In the nostalgia of their trick and treat
And wonder
My head arose
Looking up the sky
I caught a sight
Just a tiny rare moment
With a bit of glaze and glitter
Chunks of sparkles
Glinting the azure sky
Showering treasures
Of smiles
For the wanderers around